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Parting is such sweet sorrow...
"The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again." (Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby) Poetry, please.
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DuST72

A good bye at the DVD bargain bin.Playing at the movies(Til we meet again)

Hands and hearts reaching into the depths of the unknown.

A story maybe retold with two characters seeking early afternoon,all alone.

They're hands touch,a brush with fate in a poorly lit aisle.

A familiar title with a foreign cast standing above and laying below the scattered pile.

Eyes meet,locked, and reloaded for a story that tugs and won't let go.

One copy displayed framed by two hands that form a broken frame.

The need for new found drama,writes a story of shame.

Two souls that were seeking for mystery found what they didn't bargain for.

A hunger was fulfilled in an awkward place that multiple as they walked out the door.

The sunken treasure left amongst nuggets in a colorful crate.

A moment of selfishness that transpired into unknowing fate.

The present rewinds in a poorly lit aisle the strangers treasure revealed,the two matinee leading actors gasp.

Theyre bodies fall in perfect time as the story unfolds,a silent picture with two onlookers with a bonding future predestined to last.