Don’t freak out,
but I saw you through
the window of my lust,
tangled in sheets
with the smell of wine
spilled over cheap perfume.
Our glistening bodies slide
with the friction introduced
with passionate kisses.
Don’t reveal your name.
The mystery of a stranger
that I’ll peer through every crowd
to see if it’s you standing there,
waiting to cross the street
or cross the divide into my life,
which I hope only you’ll know
means more to me than the night
we spent together in my head.

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