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Long Lost

First meeting
Teetering, teetering.

(eyes flicker from gaze, hands brush with sudden touch.)

Second meeting
Bang.
Falling... no, flying,
bang, bang.

(morning leaves chasm yawning, silence brushes tangles from my hair.)

Third meeting
Comfortable landing,
love's kisses sweet.

(airport farewells a reminder of the lesson of history.)