Off-Chance Dream Poem by Mark R Slaughter

I chanced a glimpse
And thro' the crowd I caught her eye;
A vision flamed in future stories:
Glorious nights, wedding vows,
Energetic children,
Growing old, together to part -
Rejoicing all we had before we bade our byes,
Drifting forth, a single melded soul...

A shove - the jolt had brought me to.
He warned me, 'Watch it mate! '
And even she had gone.



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