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Apr 2015
I didn’t mean to interrupt
Focusing in on her oddly specific features
I really didn’t mean
She cuts me off with a slight glance before acknowledging my statement

She stares into my eyes as if she had once known me
Slowly turning her body towards me
Walking in my direction as if she had done this before
She looks me up and down as she says
come with me

As she turns her shoulder her hand finds mine
Fingers float smoothly through my palm
like water from the faucet

She takes me to a room with the light drained out
I can smell her perfume spread throughout the room
Her presence becomes closer with seconds
lust fills the room overtop of her already crowded perfume

The light switch clicks on
Light dances down her chest as she slides her shirt over
I lean up to feel her eyes glazing towards mine
Her smile cracks suddenly throwing her eyes down

Walking out the door I turn as she tugs my shirt
Staring into her eyes I can feel her pain
Suddenly there is a pause as someone approaches
He clears his throat with a curious puff to say

I didn’t mean to interrupt
Chase Hunter
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