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On approach, the sunny beams enveloped an unvarnished door, one born in evergreen forests yonder. My hand raised, fingers tight-tucked, breath catching in my chest, I rapped and rapped again. My heart raced. My brain fizzed. Then, it opened to reveal her sweet sesame eyes; in those orbs I once lived and died. More yet in time, with love, I pray to be reborn. For they are my kindling and crucible; into them this lost phoenix submits. Come flame. Come ash. With a willing heart, I am home to stay.

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The emotion of our reunion sealed as a perfect photograph in my soul.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 10, 2021.
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The emotional reunion is told in the soul connection of eyes, in the sweet touch, in the strength of a such a long anticipated hug. For in that moment is the sweet release, the relief, the chance for joy to take centre stage and dance.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 10, 2021.
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There is a million words and none in his eyes, for this is a story told at a deeper level.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 10, 2021.