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May 2012
I'd been hiking for four hours
I was *****, sweaty in need of a shower
But I was relaxed, having a good time
Finally some peace, for less than a dime

I saw him coming up the hill
Walking his bike, his son struggling still
"Lets just walk our bikes" I heard him say
And obediently his son did obey

As we passed he gave me that look
Right with his son, I thought I must have mistook
But that's what its was, it's plain to see
Now my imagination runs wild, mercy me

What if we had been alone?
What if I was frisky to the bone?
Would I have beckoned him to the brush?
Just taken him by the hand and said "hush"

And then we'd pull off our sweaty clothes
And reveal to each other what only God knows
That survival instinct, between male and female
Would pull us together, no time to wait
Zulu Samperfas
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