A Face of a Stranger

  I once looked upon the
  face of a stranger.
  When I saw a friend I
  had known for eternity.
  His face was kind and
  gentle.
  His smile glowing with
  warmth.
  His spirit was free.

  My heart paused briefly.
  I felt the chill of the
  night upon my face.
  Who was this man?
  Why did I want him?
  Why did I need his
  embrace.?

  I knew once I first
  saw him
  ours was not to be a
  brief affair.
  I knew somehow our
  lives were innertwined
  when I first saw him
  there.

  Though my glance was
  only a brief one.
  Ours was not a meeting
  by chance.
  Fate had brought us
  together.
  Destiny intended this
  romance.

  At once it came to me.
  Why his eyes seemed
  known to mine.
  We had been one before.
  perhaps, in another
  life time.

  The look so kind and
  gentle,
  upon his face so dear
  Was a mere reflection of
  the love I hold so near.

  Yes, I once looked upon
  the face of a stranger.
  'Tis not a stranger
  any more.
  'Tis the face of the
  man I love.
  In this life time
  and before.




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