Love Poem: The Happenstance
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Written by: Sandra Haight

The Happenstance


By happenstance, we lock our eyes
     as I see her on the winding stairs
        as whispers float around the room.
Well-known and beautiful, at that moment,
     her dark brown eyes are fixed on me.

The smell of roses is wafting through the air,
     and I take one, breathing in its scent-
          feeling flutters never known before.
My normal world appears so dark and dank
     compared to this space where I am now.

This powerful attraction- is it truth or folly?
     Perchance it is a dream- but as I daub
          my cheek with dewy petals of the rose,
I know for sure a dream it's not- for now
     she stands before me, our eyes still locked-

her hands accept my offered rose-
     and I feel Cupid's arrow bind our hearts.