control
there are things in this life
that i have no control over
like the rising tide
or the setting sun
or the way my heart malfunctioned
the moment i first saw them
in all of their incandescent glory
because it must have been
a stroke of perfect luck
that i found myself in their midst,
a being so achingly beautiful
that i lost all semblance of control over my heart
and found myself loving them from the first second
our eyes met.
and it was like we knew
our hearts had always been predestined
to beat as one
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