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Strangers on a Bus

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Across from me you sit Inconspicuous and meek

Though you can't hide for long

From the poet's wandering eye

Beauty quiet and subtle

Neither arrogant nor fake

And your disconnection with the world

So fascinating to watch

No smile from your lips

Never looking up with your eyes

But how that would change

Were you and I to see

Your mouth, tight lipped

Ordinarily would open

Wordless pleasure in your breath

Your eyes would open wide

Then close tightly shut

Your soft skin against my own

Warm to the touch

Would perspire with the effort

With the knowledge I would give

With the knowledge I would take

And you would know fufillment

And you'd feel my hot white wake

Forever in your memory, both muscle and mind

Would be the sensations

I deliciously imbibed

Then when we crossed paths

On the bus, you and I

No longer purely strangers

But with secrets that we hide

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Written by POEroticTRY
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