Beloved visitor unexpected!

Sultry summer afternoon's jubilance;

Shower towel turbaning my wet head,

At my doorstep, he stood in luminance.

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We sipped our iced tea, sweet and lemony;

In the back porch breeze, I combed out my hair.

I have missed him so, wondered did he me.

How elated was I to have him there.

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Little curve of a smile, softly rests his eye;

He spoke but three words, whole worlds meant to me.

Views me anew, not another goodbye,

When the sum of he and me equals we.

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 There is more to us than just being friends;

 "Hair drying nice;" three words all his love sends.