Kismet

“Have you seen that guy at Sweet Imports cafe?”

I had not yet, but did that day.

I made a point of stopping in,

seeing each other, we shared a grin,

or perhaps a tremulous smile

more accurately denotes our style.

Eyes spoke, warmth stirred butterflies awake

hands trembled, lips quivered, knees began to shake.

And so began a silent dance

true love grew from happenstance.

Weeks of silent conversation

led to mutual elation.

Finally, he said, I’d like to see you

Maybe, I replied, and out the door I flew.

Since Yes, is not the word I said,

his heart, it was suffused with dread.

But I returned,

he was not spurned -

leading to dinners each Saturday night,

daily walks after work to nowhere in sight

walking, talking and laughing out loud

in our blue sky nary a cloud.

Thus began a lifetime together--

hand in hand, forever.