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We Met by Gary Lehman
published in Volume 6, Issue 3 on September 1st, 1999

We met at a corner

Too fast to stop,

We'd never met before or since.

I was raising my leg in walking

As she was striding forward

Our legs engaged until they had to stop,

In a brief but intimate encounter.


I felt the heat of her exhale,

the brush of her breast

upon my chest,

the push of her hip

upon my innocent hand.

It was instant, but tender.

We were all but lovers

in a passing second.


The disengagement was just as quick.

Her heat lingered on my thigh,

her breath filled me with sensations.

The memory of her body

remained like an impression in hot clay.


No wonder this is frequently mistaken for love.

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