At First Sight
Gravity can be surprising
If examined in isolation.
Most common things, the sun rising
Becomes a celebration
If one waits in morning's night
For this local star to burst out bright.
The unending flood of tales we tell
Of two people manufacturing their lives
Alone, and, suddenly, the chime of a bell,
A moment quite cardinal arrives.
A random encounter, four eyes meet
And two people freeze on a common street.
Reverberatons sound throughout a psyche.
Outer forms and inner intimation
Connect for the cosmic lightning strike
To create hormonal devastation
That fuses two entities to one.
All preconceptions now undone.
My life has passed without this event.
I am equivocal as to its benefit.
Would this shattering be heaven or hell sent?
Does it exist? Am I a hypocrite?
I feel a lack. A song has not been sung.
I am a bell. I never have been rung.
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