I dreamt of a familiar man.
We chuckled when they asked
what political ideology we support.
We'd never thought to ask or discuss.
We just assumed, of course, the same.
I answered liberal, for both.
He smiled coquettishly, "How do you know?"
We laughed out loud at that. How could we not?
Making plans for a party, a wedding,
something hosted. Working swiftly
through the details, like an overdue event
like we both knew this day would come
but with who remained the missing link.
His whole face smiled, not just the
corners of his mouth; the cheeks, the eyes
even the slight crinkle in his nose.
But that laugh, that voice I would
know from anywhere. What we
didn't know was what took so long.
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