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FINALLY FACE-to-FACE
Heart leaps when the synthesized "Battle Hymn of the Republic" sounds
the doorbell, like a fanfare, heralds a much anticipated reunion
refrain from checking appearance, my social media being honest,
our souls already bared naked by years of unashamed conversation
moth-to-flame mania propels me to my friend
Warmth and light seem to permeate the still shut front door
flooding the entry way when eagerly opened
beauty before me appears undiminished, enhanced by age
kind, stunning blue eyes, radiant smile true to remembrance
naturally we fall into a welcome, desperately needed embrace
the doorbell, like a fanfare, heralds a much anticipated reunion
refrain from checking appearance, my social media being honest,
our souls already bared naked by years of unashamed conversation
moth-to-flame mania propels me to my friend
Warmth and light seem to permeate the still shut front door
flooding the entry way when eagerly opened
beauty before me appears undiminished, enhanced by age
kind, stunning blue eyes, radiant smile true to remembrance
naturally we fall into a welcome, desperately needed embrace
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