Strolling down the darkened path, in the thrashing rain.
A solitary gleam, catches my eye, on this nightly flight.
I approach the moonlit door, it opens with a creak, I peer into this deserted cafe a perfect place to wane.
A wonderous woman approaches my table and gives me a query " so what will it be?" She asks with a smile, as I begin to fill up with delight.
We talk all night long, until the sun crested the sky, an effortless flow, a match meant to be.
It all started there on that night long ago, and began with a walk when I wasn't quite whole.
But fate played its hand and pushed us together, a serendipitous union, which in the end, did complete me.