At Long Last

At long last, I walk toward you, and you, toward me-
This glorious day, a day I feared I would never see!
My heart is racing, and a lump is in my throat;
I have no idea what I might say, but I note
How radiantly beautiful you look, with the sun
At your back, -now my life has truly begun!

The distance between us slowly gathers, far, to near;
I think to myself: 'My beloved, at long last, is here! '
I feel faint, though with each step, more near,
The subject of my adoration grows more clear!

Here you stand, close enough to caress;
Your eyes, shimmering; your smile, Heavenly bless'd!
This meeting, some 20 years past due-
Finally, I utter: 'Great to finally meet you! '

Maurice Harris,3 March 2010

poem by Maurice Harris
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