Thursday, April 2, 2009

let's run off to mexico

he ordered his usual. long neck bud. he looked around the room for nothing in particular. he carried himself well even if it was a facade. he traveled alone. he noticed her walking to him as the jukebox played a neil young song. she asked him to dance and he passed. who dances to neil young? he didn't think anyone noticed. he turned to take in the room again and again for no real reason. she was seated behind him and he caught a casual glance. she was regal elegant but approachable. she asked him about the dance invitation he had turned down. who dances to neil young he asked. she was like no other woman but he wasn't sure exactly why hi I'm ed he introduced himself. hi I'm married with three kids she responded. he wasn't fazed and it seemed so very natural to keep the conversation going. they talked effortlessly but neither would ever remember what it was about. he stared at her as one would admire the finest of art he leaned to her so slowly it seemed like minutes. he softly so very softly pressed his lips to hers. her kiss was soft slow moist and passionate. it seemed natural. he slowly pulled away from her and stared into her eyes. there was a glow to her she was sure she had been kissed this way before she just didn't know when. he had NEVER felt this before. "lets run off to mexico" he asked.

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