Paths collide..

Walking through a room
They caught each others eyes,
Gravity pulled them together
As senses multiplied.
In a single moment
Time became frozen,
Nobody else existed
In all of the commotion.
Chemistry was in the air
Particles filled with tension,
The atmosphere sucked them away
To another dimension.
When they woke this morning
These strangers didn’t realise,
Souls would be merging
In some magical paradise.
Hearts would beat as one
As all the stars align,
They’d find home in a stranger
When destiny’s intertwined.

K

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26 Responses to Paths collide..

  1. beautiful – I can see it happening

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  2. Coyote from Orion says:

    Brilliant. Happy new year xx

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    • Thank you, is it new year yet in Australia, we have 15 mins x

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        1030am January 1st

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        Yep… down under and ahead. An Australian kiss is like a French kiss only down under or something like that. An old boss used to make that joke every day. On a new year hard not to be grateful for not working for dickheads like that anymore

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      • Haha that’s a good quote xx

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        That boss made the mistake of putting me between him and the only door out when he told me off. Got a rude awakening when I wouldn’t let him leave after he thought it was finished. Poor bastard. Not very street smart. He was part a pornography ring in a women’s hospital. He burned a lot of people there and locally. And the secret brother he and his sister tried to hide… I knew all about because I have been feeding homeless and addicts from my own kitchen for years. Doesn’t take much to buy someone a coffee. Takes a little psychology from surviving hell to teach them how to drink it again. Money grubbers pushing exploitation will never get it. I got a rock and roll band and a fast right hand… I got patches on the patches of my old blue jeans πŸ˜†

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      • Ahh wow, what a story! Thank you for sharing, well you sound like you did good for people xx

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        Probably conditions on how it can be told in order to protect the guilty. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜ƒ

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        We have a welfare state here. I get money thrown at me to surf more or less. Sometimes I want to go back into the machine and then my bosses throw more at me to sit out. I volunteer a lot of time and resources because I don’t drink and I can still get around a footy field with men 20 years younger than me. I have degrees. The indigenous people have adopted me because I punch on when appropriate and their kids all love me. Probably because I am never drunk, high, etc… I am boring and I love it. I love knocking a bullying wanker out occasionally and coming from an extremely well connected establishment family I claim a badge occasionally in the courts. A few judges love me. They probably watched the start of my sporting career before I fell from grace and my brother was killed. Then my mate got knocked. Grandfather Coyote claimed me then. My mate runs WINdata out of Montana. I just love to dance. I love my koori rribe here cos they play footy like ghosts and respect their women and children πŸ˜†πŸ˜…

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        Carna Hornets. Listening to Elton John. My old man used to put Reg in his courtside box at Wimbledon each year and Elton used to vomit the strawberries and cream into the rose garden. Us Aussies love that. Anyway Reg got sober as do all of us who hit rock bottom and come to the top to be brought back to life by our brothers and instructors. Can tell everything from shaking another man’s hand. Sir Reg is STRONG. Dignified and still my favorite piano player. Was owner of the greatest soccer team. Watch AFL team Essendon Bombers on the back of corrupt suspension of 34 young workers in a very open ended and inconclusive doping (media) scandal.

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      • Wow I can tell your a writer! Just kept me busy! You sure lead a busy life. So what are your plans for new year’s day? X

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        Rock and Roll. Doing nothing means a lot to me πŸ˜… this government has me on the way to a new transcendental meditation teacher now.
        No kenjutsu today… what a gorgeous writeer was Miyamotu Musashi. If a writer can’t get out with a story no one needs a matyr aka journalist πŸ˜†πŸ˜…

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        He was 44 and he actually cried like a little lady boy in front of HR who were fans of my work. I suppose I was the only male in the hospital who didn’t drool over one of the HR officers and make lewd comments. They would make ask why she would come down to see me for lunch and I would say probably because she reads people well and she’s been watching blokes like you her whole life.
        A shame. A shame for a bloke who carries a blade too that he had no idea how to use it when he got found out one day. Why work for money when you can tidy up dickheads. Joy. Just a taste of a day of how my cat rolls

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      • Coyote from Orion says:

        Hope it’s a great year for you coming up. Take care and blessed be sister

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  3. What a great Vision!

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  4. Varun says:

    B-e-a-utiful…..
    Really nice.. πŸ™‚

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