Many things in life here, we
Call simple accidents,
And attribute certain things to
Mere coincidence:
Two Lovers speaking words together
At the self-same time,
Just as two poets might complete then
One another's rhyme.
A serendipitous connexion
Which we cannot see;
What is it here which draws so close
Together she and thee?
Most tell you it's the hand of Fate
Which rules from up above;
For me, I don't believe in Fate,
But I believe in Love.
©itz_frost
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