A Working Relationship

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As a rule, entering into a relationship with a work colleague is not a good idea.

There are, of course, exceptions to every rule, especially when you have desperately been trying to read someone’s body language for ages, and then...

A WORKING RELATIONSHIP

You brushed past me in a corridor

and I froze;

when I looked, you were looking too,

scratching your nose;

eyes firing questions at each other

found no answers

(none we cared to probe too closely);

we went our own ways

as we meant, although not quite,

for haunting each other’s

every move and thought for days

on end

Did I perhaps want you for a friend,

I kept asking myself?

(trying to put you out of my mind)

or was there more,

desire of another kind coursing me,

heating my blood,

pumping heart and pulse faster

than ever before?

I’d tell myself I had a fever that

would pass…

but it dogged my every footstep,

grew worse

You brushed past me in the corridor

on another occasion;

we paused, unsure how to establish

a reason;

you licked your lips and I licked mine,

tongues frozen,

alter egos debating our sexuality

head-on;

We shook hands. Your palm plied mine

with passion,

rhythm of your name exploding in me

like an orgasm

Colleagues, we still haunt the corridor;

lovers, afraid of ghosts no more

Copyright R. N. Taber 2008