Never believed in love at first sight.
That was something only Romeo felt for Juliet.
Didn’t ever believe he really loved her either.
Five minutes before he met her, he thought he loved Rosaline.
He cried in the bushes and made his days artificial nights.
But when I saw you I wasn’t so sure.

Those greyish, green eyes.
Dimples when you smiled
Like raindrop wounds.
You looked too familiar for a stranger.
Maybe you had appeared in my dreams from the future.
Sent back in time.

Stalked you on the Internet and found out your name.
Social media and company websites,
The hunter’s paradise.

Months passed without another sighting
Like catching a glimpse of a Toucan in the Amazon.
The memory of those eyes faded to silt.

Must have been all part of the bigger plan
To bump in to each other again on
St Stephens night.
Despite the fact that night clubs at Christmas
resemble zombie apocalypses.

Now, five years later as you sleep beside me
wearing my melon eye mask
I think back to that first day.
Perhaps Romeo was right,
Maybe there really is something
in that first sight.

Deirdre Dunne is a 29 year old writer and English teacher living in Dublin, Ireland. She has had several short stories published in Irish magazines and is currently adding the finishing touches to her debut novel.
This poem was inspired from her approaching five year anniversary with her partner. The poem is a reminiscence of the first time they met and a meditation on whether love at first sight does exist.

Learn more about Deirdre at: http://dmdunne.wordpress.com

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Editor at NY Literary Magazine
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