Chance.
Pasts were forgotten,
no more were they strangers
to each other, yet
unknown then to themselves
change held awe
in the shape of desires begun
for outside of norm
age must relate to renewal.
Senses felt numb
until both realized kindly fate
meant to open love's
gate so two might make one.
Beyond time's fixed
awareness begins destiny's
chance for romance
and there duo-maturity sat
agasp at reality.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Never too late Joe eh ? - - Glad you enjoyed the read.
Age brings knowledge, so when certain feelings are aroused, we know what's going on inside us. In later years a loving bond would be so precious. Holding hands.... just the tip of the iceberg so to speak.
The thought of relaxing into a super-mature loving relationship has a very comfortable warmth for me. Needless to say your words kindled it.
Agree wholeheartedly my friend - - something special about later years when love calls eh ? Pleased you enjoyed the read.
You strung this poem so beautifully.
Ah - great that you dropped by Jane and thank you for your lovely comment.
A fine write Fay.
Thank you my friend.
This put a smile on this old fella’s face... there’s hope for me yet it seems..... maybe 😎💕
Neville
Hope lives eternal in romantic hearts Nev - and yours is most certainly made in that mold - - here's smilin' with you for fate's gate may open yet............................. Fay.
That destiny will take me back to my lover so that we can go forward to eternity.
Wonderful words Fay.
Andy
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