Strangers

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We meet by mistake
looking for something
He wants flesh and pleasure
she's looking for cash and wanting
but....
But this time there's no sex no cash
they email back and forth
Texting each other all night
wanting to know more about the other
Can this be?
I think were becoming friends
We meet for the first time
She walks in and sees him standing there waiting for her
Butterfly's in her belly
Jitter bugs in his legs
They introduce themselves to each other and all evening long
Laugh and simile
Like two high school kids
Flirting for the first time
Rubbing their legs together under the table.
Small little glares at each other and all they can do is simile and laugh some more.
The evening is over
The date is done
He walks her out to her car as a gentlemen so rare to fine
A few words to each other
Holding back on what they both really want
A kiss
They take a chance and without a word they kiss
They look at each other and as two butterfly's with no sense of direction go to their cars and only get a simple goodnight.

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