Everything and anything
could have been that day,
yet I was there sitting in that place,
in that small little space,
in that time, that moment
plucked with you in
mind.
A hello, a smile, a small question
to catch my eye.
My attention never wavered…as something,
yes something…told me
there was more to this meeting,
more…
than just
the casual.
You were my Happy Accident
if I only chose
to embrace it.
by Philip Wardlow 2013
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she writes
A Wheel of Time Community
Wellness • Poetry • Life
Dating, Poetry, and More
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
poetry, fiction, and musings
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
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Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 
Reblogged this on Ain't no rest for the wicked – Philip Wardlow and commented:
Thought this was an appropriate Blog Poem to reblog for Valentines Day coming up! 🙂
Ahh, that’s a really sweet poem. 😉
Thank you dear…I have my moments of sweetness. 🙂