I can't believe we met that day,
what a stroke of chance.
Looking upon it back in my head,
my mind begins to dance.
I think of the talk we shared that night,
as my lips form into a smile,
and while i count my lucky stars,
my heart flutters a while.
But all this time the thoughts play out,
like a theater in my mind.
Where paths cross, two people meet
and their hearts become intertwined,
and maybe in this story fate plays the parts,
instruments namely piano and the harp.
when Alone these sounds are great,
but when they finnaly conjugate,
the sound created is so immense,
that my mind and heart are suddenly drenched,
in the pureness that is so dense....
That i don't want to escape.
