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Passions Plan
There they were on a hot July day
A chance meeting at the "Taste" keeping crowds at bay
On the train ride home their eyes started to play
The coy game of seduction, actions reserved not fey.
Born ten years apart,
The elder, had doubts from the start.
Overriding years of lessons learned trysting emotional art
Head contradicted, following the heart.
Whirlwind romance, too good to be true.
Primordial pheromones, uncontrolled stimulation flew.
The fervor couldn't last, this they both knew.
Life's continuous cruel rue.
Budding hopes, desires, visions of a thousand future possibilities, all grand.
Reality is more sobering than dreams one cannot hold in a hand.
In creation's plan where do they stand?
Passion's rarely found, never is it planned.
