Reincarnation

You breezed through the door,
and the past gushed in behind you.
My God, man.
It's been a long time.
You were unaware of me,
but I
couldn't keep my eyes
from your form.
You were
dirty
  stringy
     gorgeous,
and your eyes held
all that knowledge
that you never wanted.
Relaxed and cool
and denim-clad,
you checked out the
religious T-shirts with
a smirk of incredulity.
Turned around and said to me,
"Render unto Caesar, huh?"
I
almost
died.
Pushed your
long greasy blond hair
out of your face,
and smiled.
Scruffy cheeks can't hide
those dimples, and I
couldn't think at all.
You took
your time and looked
at everything,
and when you waltzed
through my line,
I quietly checked you out.
Said a silent
prayer to the rock gods
in thanks for
this sign.
It has to be a sign, baby.
Golden One reborn,
I knew you wouldn't
abandon us.
Would you like
paper or plastic?