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Strangers

She was powerful and strong,
a young athlete who ran great distances.
This I surmised from the medals and photos
displayed in her bedroom.

Tonight, her every movement was
artful and a blessing to me.

Her embrace was soft and kind.
The crown of her skull tapped lightly
against my head, mirroring the
rhythm of our dance.
What stories were harbored in her mind?

Now with flesh inside of flesh,
we brought our unknown
histories together in ways that
gave great pleasure.

We would remain strangers after this night.
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
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Author's Note
I met a lady who ran marathons and we shared one night together.
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