in hindsight
perhaps it was
solely in my mind
but certain am I that
a piece by Paganini
was playing last night
I do not know
if true love exists
yet for the life of me
I cannot deny that
the corners of my heart
enlivened
at the sight of him
a piacere
I approached
the new year
with a leisurely pace
enjoying the interlude
from my stolid
state of existence
and relishing the crescendo
of delight inspired by
his advance
my focus on
the countdown
I discarded
along with hesitation
his kiss
the catalyst
to resurrect
my passion
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