The Lovers
She was smiling,
delighted
There he was,
he looked so young.
Tall,
firm,
upright figure.
He moved a few steps nearer,
those few steps with what natural grace.
Whenever she caught his eye,
she forced him to smile.
She must not flatter herself
for she did not feel afraid.
Nothing like flirtation for her and her partner.
Easy friends
and
lovers.
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