Saw Her Standing There

Saw her standing there.

Actually,
I’d never seen her before.

Never-the-less,
Saw her standing there.

Said,
You are beautiful.

Nothing else.
Just that.

Turned to walk away.

She said.
Wait.
What did you mean by that?

Answered.
You.
Are.
Beautiful.

She said.
But I’m black.

Answered.
So?

She said.
You’re white.

Answered.
Again, so?

She answered.
So, I’m beautiful,
For a black woman.

I answered.
You.
Are.
Beautiful.
Period.

She answered.
Really?

Answered.
Yes.

She said.
With a touch of tear in her eye.
Thank you.

I answered.
You are welcome.

Turned to walk away.

She said.
I mean.
I really, really thank you.

I answered.
You are really, really welcome.

She smiled.

She said.
I could kiss you for that.

I answered.
Yes.
Please.

She froze for a moment.

Took my face between her hands.

Kissed me.

I kissed back.

Saliva was exchanged.

Tongues touched.

Her body closed with mine.

Arms around her back.

Hands cradled my head.

We kissed.

Kissed some more.

Actually,
One long kiss.

One very long kiss.

Finally.
Our lips separated.

Said.
Thank you.

She smiled.
Replied.
Thank you.
Smiled wistfully.
Walked away.