Smelly, sweaty, crowded

peak hour bus.

Run! Don't miss it!

Stand and sway.

Clutch a strap.

Deadline driver.

Round the corner.

feel the weight shift

as the center of gravity

focuses on the back of your hand

now kissing the softest skin

ever created by God.

Perfect pixie face

blushing smile.

Talk! Don't stand there!

Turn and face her.

Shallow breathing.

Sigh the magic.

Two skins touching.

feel it tingle

as a reason for living

focuses on the back of your hand

now tattooed with molten contact

alive with vibration -

and never again to be washed.

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