<glance became a stare>

a glance at something beautiful
oh, what a thought it is
to see into someone's dreams
and wonder if you fit
piecing together future years
with future thoughts and maybe
she's doing the same right now
envisioning me, the man i am
and more importantly, the man i'll be
while slowly being grafted
into my tomorrow
wondering if a divine plan has
begun and is now spinning us closer
until eventually, bound by a hand
much bigger than mine
we stand and laugh and smile
at the glance that became a stare