the magic of an instant conjuncture

and as I was walking so, — dreaming
with my mind fully absent, — hop-hop
out of blue, an old friend plunged
straight in front of my very eyes...
taking me in its arms, kissing me
on both cheeks and with glimpses
of happiness in its eyes, telling me: —
«oh my god... — how I missed you‧‧‧»,
and sincerity seemed so-so charming
thru the magic of an instant conjuncture;
(seemed... only), ingenious gift, faultlessly
lingering in a lovely view for a dream

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