Sometimes it all fits together,
Pieces of our puzzles meant to join,
Moments in life that give you joy,
Sometimes it all makes sense,
It works,
It makes music,
It is miraculous,
Like two lonely souls finding connection,
Like two talented people who know how to fuck, fucking,
Like cool water on a dry, parched throat,
Like fresh sheets against tired skin,
Like arriving early and avoiding disaster,
You don’t get to choose,
You don’t get to plan,
It never is how or what or when you think it should be,
It is never as big or as small as you imagined,
But when it happens,
It just fits.