The Meeting

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We met through written word
Silent calligraphies of self description
Curiosity sparked
In Sun lit corner
By autumns fading light
We chanced
Eyes silently weighing,
Self description against perception
Hidden in pleasantry of flowing words
Defences erected in a blink
Buttresses checked, in place
Breached in questioning look
We’ve come far
Since tenuous words in silent reaching
Entwined our lives

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