Coincidence, twist of fate, or maybe just a fluke?
If I stopped to take the chance, would I reap rebuke?
Chance perhaps, it was that day … I spied your lovely face.
If I’m wrong, I know it’s true … you’ll put me in my place.
Then I heard a quiet calling. A most persuasive voice …
Compelling me, convincing me, to shortly make a choice.
Begging me, beckoning too, speaking “catch my eye.”
Even if it only was an understated sigh.
Here I am, look at me, and sweep me off my feet.
Make me whole, once again. Make me quite complete.
Gather me, dust me off, un-ruffle every feather.
Pick the time, a place in time, where we can be together.
Minds in step, souls in tune, different lives concentric.
Is it fate or just a plan? My reasoning’s grown eccentric.
We’ve walked the paths, the very same, simply years apart.
We have one mind, just one soul, and a single heart.
I wish it were a different time, both in time and place,
A very, very different time and, very different place.
And if it takes all my life, it’s surely worth the wait.
Don’t challenge this nor slap the hands, the knowing hands of fate.
And now I know! I really know! I really know it’s true!
I really know … it’s really really you!
I’ve quickly learned, that since I heard, that very subtle voice …
That Love is love, And REAL Love … Is Really Not a Choice!
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