We did not touch,
although step by step our sleeves' threds
practiced netless acrobatics trying to grasp on
to inch us closer

We did not touch,
so fearfull of our colorful stares we painted
the town with wishes of each others eyes
under her umbrella when our hats and formal
wear was the rule

We did not touch,
strictly finishing each others sentences with the
shaded side walk much obliging our conversation
through our owned pathway

We did not touch,
our shy distance widened before passing strangers
who witnessed our bodies scents sweet loving
themselves into one beating flower

We did not touch,
alone as the searing breeze melted the petals which
cryied red rain as we stood over rejoising in the toe
deep puddle of our passionate union,our world

We did not touch



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