Dominic Cincetti-Gallegos

The Ramblings of an Old Man

We fell in love. That’s how it always begins, man and woman meet, their eyes facing toward heaven, and suddenly the entire world shifts beneath their feet, transporting them across seas and oceans to each other. Infidelity and fear no more because I am here, your prince from another life, your lover that you can always lean on, even if you die. Don’t forget me because moving on always turns your head behind your back, looking into my eyes. I stare into your soul and see your fears and hopes, all seeming to align with me. That single red line on a corkboard of ideas and pictures, snapshots of music, memories, and mystery, just a thread away from a discovery that could change everything.