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.
Something
Strange
Special
In the stillness of his breath,
The waterlike way he moves.

He is making a dance.
We are making a dance.

Auteur: Stasia Ward Kehoe

I feel his arm <br />Lightly <br />Over me.<br />He takes one of my outstretched hands.<br />Draws it beneath my stomach.<br /><br />"One more time..."<br /><br />This is not sex,<br />Not friendship. <br />Something<br />Strange<br />Special<br />In the stillness of his breath,<br />The waterlike way he moves.<br /><br />He is making a dance.<br />We are making a dance. - Stasia Ward Kehoe

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