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I noticed first
the muscles of
your bare calf
as you slipped
tanned feet
from sandals
coming in
from the flower garden
in faded shorts
and blouse
later the definition
on your
pollen dusted thigh
when you leaned
on the edge of the counter
drinking cold water
drawn
from the tap
as a stray lock of hair
brushed past
the end of your eyebrow
and flirted with
a bead of summer sweat.
I didn't know
until then
I could feel
so seduced
by the casual strength
of your
matter-of-fact body
even at rest.