Her life is upended
                                        by the startling embrace
                                        of his sidelong glance.

Within hours, they are pulled
into orbit around each other.

                                        She is sunflare and heat.
                                        He is prismed energy sparked

carelessly.  Clear to everyone else
they are on the wrong trajectory:

                                       edgy southern charm collides
                                       with midwest farm town restlessness.

Romance is the flavor
she has been craving.

                                       He offers spice
                                       she’s never tasted,

so delicious 
after the bitterness of divorce.

                                       Foolish Pleasure
                                       wins the Derby, becomes

their inside joke
and a sign they celebrate.  Clear

                                      to everyone else,
                                      they’re likely to fade in the stretch.