I'm working the canyon's shadow side, chasing tiny birds. From across, I catch the flash. Binocular glass. I take a peep and see her, leaning against a tree, watching me. Is it the jolt of an unexpected Aphrodite in this time of loneliness that compels me to slowly cup my breast? I don't know, but without hesitation, she does the same. Our needy craving understood, we watch our hands
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