1. The first Touch

It was warm and it was busy

enough to transform and render dizzy.

They were bored and gazed on earth

at those ignored, those lost at birth.

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Now she's there, then she's gone

moved through the air, was she a pawn?

Lost in his thoughts, eyes moving slowly

his mind in knots, heart the Stromboli.

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An arrow each was all it took

like on a beach, reading a book.

A little breeze, but much more heat

just look at these...advance-retreat!

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And up above laughing out loud

little by little there came a crowd.

So simple to manipulate

was long ago their last blind date.

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They rose and talked and were polite

drifting apart, caught by a fright.

Better walk up and stand in line

no time to waste, no time to shine.

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Returning to the spiraling voids

once more transformed to humanoids.

A hearty wave, a distant smile

go back again, right by the aisle.

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They've gotten closer, but it was dark

a conversation without a spark.

Sudden bright light, the retinas hurt

turned into nothing more than a flirt.

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Their souls were yawning their eyes heavy

felt like there was a meeting levy.

And then one touch, one look, one smile

they came to life, was it worthwhile?

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It was the moment to run and hide

a simple question of standard pride.

It was the moment to hit the road

a simple need to change the mode.

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The minutes passed like they were years

they missed each other but were no tears.

And then a flash, a beeping sound

a life signal in the background.

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They smiled and grinned, their eyes were shining

they'd not forget that moment defining.

Their heart rate changed but were in peace

they'd meet again, this was still Greece.