Wheat Ears – Selected Poems

At the Metro

We held the same handrail

our hands touched

you smiled

movements of the vehicle

got us bumping on

and getting far from

each other, like our first dates

sometimes you hesitated

other times you dared

give yourself spontaneously

to the momentary passion

like now when the movement

of vehicle pushed you on me

and I felt the shape

of your body erotic sensation,

sudden elation I felt

as I discovered

the exquisite contour

of your left breast


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