In the Woods


In the Woods


We found each other in the woods.
His touch did not alarm me.
It provoked a soothing sensation 
as if I had been slightly salted.
Our cars were still running.  There were cats
everywhere, wild cats on the prowl 
wanting to mate.  We got out of the cars
to talk but soon enough we were touching
each other.  The silence was thick.
We allowed nature to watch.

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