The Meeting
It was a day like no other
ethereal was the feeling in my soul
my longings knew no border
as hope soared in a thousand fold.
The rendevous pointed out
to the dot of 'i'
the fine print sorted out
to the cross of 't'.
It was a date with destiny
to me a 'fait accompli'.
At the appointed time, i was on my way
my feet a myrmride, setting the pace
more like a tumbrel, wheeling me away
no clogs as i totered through every maze.
The spectacle was a deflation
to my soul, a siren's rendition.
All afore thoughts aflight
a vernal season, light turned to night.
I said the bye without a tear
avoidind the Becos Para Golpes.
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