Am I genetically predisposed to be, forever, landlocked? And, at the onset of my awakening, is that why Coup de foudre sounds to my innocent ears, like — Cup of Finding. But as I grow older and wiser (maybe)… I grow to accept the dictionary definition of Coup de foudre. As, “Love at first sight and, bolt ofContinue reading “Poetry Challenge: #22: Coup de foudre”