sometimes even the arc
of water
coming out of the fountain,
a calm
breeze,
the curve of an arm,
the shape of eyes,
a warm ray of sun against
your face,
the passing by of a women
in a skirt,
or the click of heels
against the floor
will get your heart going.
it's always
been that way, since the first
time
you really looked
at a girl, and then a woman.
it never ends.
thank goodness.
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