• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 09
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The spark

It had taken a long time
the dance they had played out between themselves had wended a trivial and complicated path
they were ever finding each other
ever playing on looking as if they were avoiding each other
ever playing on knowing when and where each could be
everyone around them in the small town could see
the pattern the two travellers were playing out
they could see where the one ends would eventually meet
the travellers could only see the next twist in front of them
every minute each was looking for the chance to accidentally meet
or fleetingly see
each playing innocence
each focussing on casualty on intention
extending every meeting where they could
for as long as they could
before any obvious intention could be too easily seen
then one day they had really bumped into each other
the first physical contact
hard angles and soft shapes met without restraint
instinctively both grasped the other
not realising the subconscious hold on their actions
for a fleeting moment they held each other
their eyes locked
then consciousness intervened
they both released and backed off
each still savouring the pressure and contact briefly felt
each wondering about the tingling now firing adrenalin through them
both felt saliva running
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The spark

one rolled their lips
the other traced a faint tongue over an upper lip
both hit the demure panic button
looking away, mumbling,
apologising insincerities
then they both looked indirectly
and held the gaze
words stilled and flickering smiles
lit still wet lips
and the ends of the pattern met
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