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A Person I'Ve Met Before

You are a person i've met before. The man who stands knocking at my door. I remember you from my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain. You are the man I stood next to in line. You are the man I passed by I danced as you sang the songs chorus. I pushed my way through... the sea of people and stopped next to you. Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you I found my way out, I hurried my way through. I walked away having not met you. A second glance, I did not take, unaware that our meeting was fate. You are a person i've met before, Sometime ago on a night like tonight, The air was warm, the stars shining bright The night that we met, I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest You asked me for a cigarette. An open chance to conversate knowing this interaction would not lead to a date We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests. such as music and poetry, art and astrology. At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind. Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime. You are a person i've met before, I've read your book of poetry at the local book store. you write of life, love and family. You are a person i've met before, I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore You are the artist I dream of meeting You are a person i've met before. You are the man in my dreams, Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams. I've met you 100 times before, You are the man who stands knocking at my door.

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