Desert Dusk Music: A love story

Sensitive handsHe has the most beautiful hands. Long fingers arced tips black hair shiny as crows feathers on his knuckles palms webbed with fine lines. Grinning he says the tangle of lines means hes ultra-sensitive. Hes sensitive but not the way youd expect. I say Youre shallow. He shrugs. I tease him until hes turned on then make a married womans excuse and split. He smiles. Always eager to see me never mentions Im married. Sensitive like the fox. Hangs around after dark knows when hes getting too close and when its time to leave. I leave. I keep coming back.