Ok...A hard working goucho comes home from working in the harsh dry desert.his woman is waiting for him..they see each other for the first time in months but the entire town is there so instead of indulging in each others flesh they dance....The music measuring there heartbeat,,there limbs wrapping around each other...
---the perspiration beads into balls of sweet remembrance ---musty saltiness melding with perfumed softness --- the fired gaze of passion restraint in their eyes
cool --- so its full steam ahead --- the distance will be fed- time to stop will tell - perhaps around the next cranking bend-- the light will be in sight
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