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Our connection happened
even though
she was in a bad mood
I knew there was something
when eyes were dropped down
and away. 
I stopped and questioned 
do you want to talk
there was a sad song playing
she smiled, demurely
doing this thing
with her ear. 
she whispered, “You have no idea”
she tried
to brush past Me,
that was until,
I caught her left wrist. 
she spun and faced Me,
in an that moment
we were way too close
I felt her 
inhale of perfume,
like some kind of relief
she put her hand
to the center
of My chest. 
She tiptoed up
“I’m in room 03”
give me
30 minutes
“If that pleases you,
Sir”
By accident
or something other
I watched
from afar
as she brought 
the back of that wrist
to her nose. 
To memorize the cologne
Santal 33
she recognized this emotion
being swept away. 
I watched her exit
the restaurant floor 
excusing herself
she really needed to go
to room 03. 
The play
was going to go
one of two ways
depending upon
what she was wearing
when she answered that door.