Roads

It’s strange how destiny,

Fate, good or bad luck,

Or whatever the hell

You want to call it,

Twists and turns,

Forks and melds

The roads we walk on,

Take the two of them,

Bodies on fire whenever

They are close, but never

Close enough for pure

Ignition.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “To A Muse” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

7:16 PM January 28, 2013

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