This tiny, talkative tingling

Is starting to seem

Like a gift.

Except the delivery date

Is a few days late

And it has packing-tape edges,

So it’s hard to lift.

Meeting may be random,

Fluke apparition, a lay-over jest.

But sometimes

Sensless happenings

Actually make a lot of sense,

Like romance is at its best

When it’s visiting

From Coincidence.

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