Treasure Island

Shirene L smith

(August 1971 / New Jersey)

The Corner Meet on Love Street


I fell hard and fast for you
But caught myself just before I hit the concrete Love street
Landed slowly on my knees, didn’t get a scratch
I didn’t stay down long either, I got up in a flash
Brushed the dirt from the fall off my pants
Adjusted my perception and my attitude fast
Thought of all the mistakes I made in the past
I had to do something this kind of love was meant to last
Started walking slow, baby steps, down that concrete Love street
Then broke into a nice stride as if I was in a park
But I wasn’t, I was walking down that hard concrete street
Convinced the universe destined us to meet
Going to make sure he and I don’t end in defeat
I hit the corner in the deepest of thought
Pondering why we stupidly fought
I ran smack into you, walking down your concrete Love Street
Making sure we don’t end in defeat
We stood there on the corner, breathless, no words did we speak
All we could hear was love’s universal heartbeat

Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2014

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