I feel his arm Lightly Over me.He takes one of my outstretched hands.Draws it beneath my stomach.”One more time…”This is not sex,Not friendship. SomethingStrangeSpecialIn the stillness of his breath,The waterlike way he moves.He is making a dance.We are making a dance.

I feel his arm Lightly Over me.He takes one of my outstretched hands.Draws it beneath my stomach.”One more time…”This is not sex,Not friendship. SomethingStrangeSpecialIn the stillness of his breath,The waterlike way he moves.He is making a dance.We are making a dance.

– Stasia Ward Kehoe –

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