We arrived together,
uninvited, yet expected,
always.
She entered my life
as I entered hers,
whole and complete.
First glances
proved not enough
an invitation was needed
to lie fully clothed, perhaps,
to be held and to touch,
to feel the electric charge
of involuntary consent.
John A. Bayerl, December 4, 2012
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