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encounter
encounter
she peered over her book
and he , his folded paper.
they both ordered seated
at opposite sides of the
mid-afternoon cafe.
his wine red , hers white.
the room tingled -
her plate arrived
he glanced – she covered ,
his lunch followed.
brown male eyes wandered
greeting her light ice windows.
two buttons on her
blouse newly undone ,
he noticed and
her neck red-heat,
she rubbed it -
he watched.
eyes lifted – attracted -
across the room
as soft music mingled
with wines warmth.
she rose – he followed.
he held the door ,
“ may i”
“ why of course”
he bagan…
“ no need – i know’’ , said she
“just follow” said she -
“i will” said he .
click-click her well dressed
heels on city side walk -
elevator ascends ,
nervous warm hands meet lock
with cool key -
her apartment ,
clean – fresh ,
light streaming in .
light kisses -
hands lead hands
to comfort.
three blouse buttons less ,
zippers , buckles,
clasps – all drop.
caress ,
explore ,
gentle and
restrained patience .
he whispers –
“ your fantasy?”
she “ it’s too private”
he waits ,
she tells .
her pillows so soft -
he presses down .
to her ear his lips
her fantasy he imagines
as her body rises to his -
they meet .
moving together
he whispers
with lips and tongue .
thighs pulse ,
shoulders press -
muscles hold ,
the wine – the
music the food ,
hidden privacy – beautiful .
flesh and taste .
all visions of the day
become one instant -
everything perfect .
to be alive – to be man –
to be woman ---
hearts recover -
beating within chests ,
silk sheets refresh -
drift in and out of
sugar sweet sleep.
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