Sunday, 23 December 2012


There are great stories about how lovers meet.
Legends. Myths. Epics.
Lightning strikes, heavens open,
Fires burn within two hearts.
Moments: powerful, strong, moving.
Yet none of these stories speak of the incredible moment
when two people meet on a quiet winter evening.
They smile and talk and laugh,
and a tentative thought forms,
full of promise and potential.
A small hope rises to the surface,
and a tiny voice, almost unheard,
whispers, "Maybe, just maybe."