And so she has me in her thrall again
and the heart longs again
The Universe delivers
A sense of expectation develops
Will you be my companion?
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In every breath I take,
Some 4 seconds apart
In every beat of my heart,
About 75 times a minute
And we met. After a long time.
And we hugged hesitantly. Melting into a warm embrace.
And we drank. Not so much, actually.
And we talked. Quite a bit, actually.
And the hours flew by. As time does.
And we parted. Going our own way.