Member Poem

Emotional attachment has this somewhat prehistoric sumptuous strand,
familiar patterns weave a retrospective apt fit,
enamoured couples sense this  fortuitous engagement,
was etched in twinkling stardom back to birth,
heartfelt exchange at first sight suggested a sumptuous sensual poem,
already floating in that spectrum garnished atmosphere,
,passion beyond the farthest planet yet eventually,
dripped in tender ink alignment born of pending purpose,
they enduring soul mates by coincidental
meeting point alas,
seem so compatible without an instant explanation,
the sighs and words so deep and warm deceptively fresh,
familiar though strange in an inkling as they gladly interact,
essence of sequential date after  divine date an underscore,
to a shimmered panorama where liaison is explored,
days elapse, nights elapse, months and years,
closeness fertilised by
enthusiasm still gracefully grounded,
joint venture based on
partnership and participation in step,
uncanny as they predict what is best for each other,
togetherness that doesn’t lose or squander its hidden guide,
the sort of guidance that dates back to an earlier phase unknown,
but that mattered as a tantalising tangent for those whose bond,
has been unbreakable from its inspiring inception no doubt,
the life of those romantic couplings can garner tomes in gemstone vaults,
the novelist drained and downbeat on a valid plausible concept,
would be advised to resort to relationships inexplicably lasting at once,
infinite commitment that defying  tense tribulation and rocky reverse,
yet the victor is that
union which is so unique in the eyes of the world,
cinematic in its scintillating scope, quite magical on artist easel,
and the one consistent salient factor wherever creative people visualise, 
is the stepwise synchronicity of that indescribable mystery,
of a preordained destiny where a
love-seeking man and woman  somehow sense,
their first ever chance encounter was not in fact a first at all,
such gradual dawning had a polynomial effect when they advanced,
in an annual reflection on their edifying exodus so rare,
it may have been some innocuous glance in a playground,
some casual wave that passed without acknowledgement,
warm sense of being watched in a cordial way for both,
these all along confluences that from an earlier period swayed this liaison,
they the romancers were somewhat aware
of their inevitable bonding