Saturday Poem by Scott Forster

Yesterday we spoke in a crowded room
it was a strange state
a chance encounter led by fate.
You said you thought you knew me
I said so too
and so was born
something new.
You were open to my answers
I did spill my soul.
a real connection was made
no pretence was betrayed
foundation stones were laid.

You said you live round here
I hope you find me here
I hope you live as sincere
Angie,
I wish you all goodness and light.


(1/5/2011)