When lightning dances
out of step with thunderclaps,
we lightly note it.
Light and sound, when synchronous,
become electrifying.
Lovers, seen and heard,
are ever disconcerted
if they're never joined.
Yet, fate, like cosmic lightning,
strikes where destinies converge.
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Very electricty. I love everything in this poem. Great Right and goodluck.
~XoXo Mollipop
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Strikes where destinies converge. Quite lovely.
I liked that statement. This is simply delightful. I love the staggered lines too. Pleasant to view, wonderful to read. Nice work. ~Pamela 
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John Keats turned me on to the staggered line format. I've found it helps maintain the train of thought in a sentence which wraps more than a single line.
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Oh wow this was electrifyingly beautiful, it deserves lots of thunder beautiful
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Amera is right; the cadence is so beautiful, I think I heard the poem rhyme! Amazing. The content is so wonderfully presented that the meaning sneaks up on one. Fine, fine work here.
Lita
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This is a wonderful read! You amaze me with the depth you have written in this poem the thought is like another dimension in metaphor and all penned in a short verse that has a beautiful cadence when recited aloud.
Love,
Amera♥
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