At First Sight.

a handshake, like the clasp of our hearts;


eyes riveted, glued on one the other,


drowning in that first instant,


in the black brown pools we saw reflected


in one the other’s stunned face.





In that moment, millisecond drawn out-


nothing existed outside ourselves.


Nothing. We were deaf, dumb, non-feeling;


only alive, stunned, physically-


by the mystery of the mental handshake taking place.




Later, many hours later, on waking-


(will I ever be sure what happened in between


was nothing more than a stupendous living dream?);


much, much later, I acknowledged to myself-


the proverbial bolt of lightning had struck;


I had fallen in love, found my soul mate-


and he had found me.





©GayUganda Paul 22 Aug. 08