Phone Number

I don't call folks
that I don't know
It's the simple rule
you got to know someone
who knows someone
who knows me

But, you were too fine to deny
to your face
so I accepted number figurin
scrap would just eventually float away,
disappear
just like the memory of you

You placed number in my palm
and held on
applying pressure, so gently
but firm, firm enough
while eyes remained focused
trailing a blaze, smoldering heat
under your touch.........

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