· 10:16 am
Bus Stop
Original Xanga entry ↗Stranger in the corner,
Fresh breeze across faces,
Light drizzle of midnight rain.
Skin on skin,
Tentative connections,
Warm heat that spreads within.
Eyes slowly shut,
Tongues tentatively dip,
A subtle memory, Oh so sweet.
Sudden sounds,
Intruding car drives up,
Startled eyes fly wide open.
Wordless ride,
Quiet understanding,
Silent longing within each heart.

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