In the space
Where moonlight
And candlelight met,
We found each other.
We had not been looking,
We'd given up.
After hours
And years
Of other faces
And other voices,
Of dashed hopes
And endless disappointments,
We had each decided
That love would never
Find us.
Yet on that night,
When you were with her
And I was with him,
Our eyes met
Across a crowded
Dance floor
And somehow
We knew,
From that moment,
There would be no one else
In the world for us.
We had found each other
And love, at last,
Had found us.
I love stories like this. I love happy beginnings born from apparent and possible endings. Your verses tell a good tale, Rebecca. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🙏🎵🎸💕😊