She looks at me across the room, our eyes meet, there is no retreat. We make our way toward the back, separately but together in spirit. We escape with hands joined, the air warms to our presence. We notice no one in the back, we giggle through a garden gate. In the bushes between homes, we pause and take a breath. Then she reaches out slowly, I thought she might have regrets. Her touch
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