Maybe the heavens do have a plan
An orchestrated synopsis, of sorts
That put you dead center into my summer fable
Eyes locked, across a table that could be anywhere fine...
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Some time it is better not to analyze or understand but simply enjoy what has been given to you.
Your poem is a brilliant illustration of happenstance.However the dictionary would define that word pales into insignificance before the vivid evocation you create of this evening of surprises. It has a breathless quality - I read it silently without consciously breathing until I came to the end. I mentioned in my comment on LIGHT I, II, III that in a song we don't want reflections. But in this type of poem the reflections deepen and enhance the experience, show us why love stories are so important to us, nourish our imaginations with desires fulfilled.