That in the silence we once met

When hearts don’t speak or even see

Is strange – remember on the set

At Half Moon – who knew what’s to be?

Yet in the year-plus that’s between

That and our get-together time

Fates conjured madly till they’d seen

Us safely one. Fates were sublime. 

Together on the fringe once more

Some forty years since meeting there – 

Experienced in lovers’ lore

We’ve not the least regret to share

But only thanks. For fortune deems

That in each other we find our dreams

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