Shackled by urban malaise

His eyes drawn to innocuous cafe floor

  Strange force prompts an upward gaze

True life meets his starving heart

Face is tender and learned, not beautiful

Attire is worn, outdated and shapeless

No matter. She wears strength and integrity

Dating, marriage, babies all lived in a millisecond

Earth angel vanishes just as fast

Manic search to the point of exhaustion

Comforting void begins to call

Fate is not done, millisecond resurrection

Life beacon has moved in next door