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Strangers In The Mist
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Improv 2002 Humid air clinging to my skin,
like dew drops at morning’s start.
All alone walking,
just walking…
in the mist of a barren jungle.
Trees so green,
and vines long as miles,
surround me.
I see a figure in the distance.
The figure of a man.
His silhouette entraps me.
Although I don’t know this man,
I run into his embrace.
Both covered in beads of sweat,
he lures me closer.
I feel the passion in his kiss,
and the sweetness of his lips.
I indulge in him.
We made love in the mist,
just strangers him and I.
We fall asleep in each other’s arms.
In morning’s welcoming light,
I awake and he’s gone,
but in my memory he’ll always be.
This stranger,
this man,
we shared love,
in the mist.
~*~ Jill ~*~
