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K E Martin Sep 2010
She stood before me
Long grey coat fringed with dewy beads
The gentle rain walled our world
Existence bounded by her umbrella
Her body matched to mine, but held apart
Toes, ankles, calves, hips, shoulders.
We stood so close
To stay dry, of course
Her body glowed with heat
A heat that washed over me in waves.
The damp shirt steamed on my back, my body responding in kind
So close.
Figures flickered in the distance, far beyond the walls of our world.
Meaningless flickers in a meaningless place.
Our small world empty of all but our heat
A meaningless place that we belonged to
Her eyes traced the outline of my face.
Her cheeks glowed, seemed to press against me, though she did not move.
My hand on her cheek, her neck. Although it did not leave my side.
A meaningless place we should return to.
"I have to go." ... "So do I."
"Soon." ... "In a while."

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