Inevitable Poem by Amy Serhienko

Inevitable



Inevitable.

Like the pull of the moon
on the tide.

Like the earth’s orbit
of the sun.

A force of nature
years in the making.

No mere dalliance, this.

It runs through me,
and over me,
and in me.

It fills my head,
and my heart,
and my soul.

Finding you again
was Inevitable.

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