Across a Table
Two soulmates meet
Across a linen-covered table
Both with heads bowed low
In reverential worship.
What once was prayer
Is antiquated now.
The light of candle yields to screen
The touch of hand, to keyboard now.
Eyes of warm affection
Now glisten with icons bright
And attentions of loving kindness
Are lost to another’s place.
Moments lost, in which
To share, to dream, to love.
Swept away, in thoughtless
Acts of monotony.
Two soul mates meet
Across a linen-covered table now
Eye to eye
Speaking wordless thoughts.
Of memories dear,
Of tears and laughter;
And light now glows
From love endeared.
June 2018
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