She walked by me with an aura
Of oriental mysticism, stirring
My senses to a new height of awareness.
I could smell a light fragrance
Of musky incense in the air,
And I could feel emotions
Beginning to erupt in confusion.
The wind began to blow about me,
At first gently, then violently,
All within a few short moments,
And then finally subsiding.
I felt totally aroused and
Became curious of these wonders.
She smiled at me knowingly
And placed her hand on mine,
Filling me with a warmth
Such as I have never known.
Then slowly she turned away,
And with one final smile
And a glance over her shoulder,
She disappeared from my life.
June 21, 1982
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