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Delicacy

by Michael Stottlemyer

She looked at clouds,
And saw things.
I looked at her,
And did the same.

A shoulder uncovered,
Hair everywhere,
So much for fine fashion
And permanent press.

She touched me
To make a point.
What better way to understand me.
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