May 1999
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That Perfect Night
We were sitting by the cocktail bar waiting for an open table. It must have been the music that set the mood. With live jazz playing, the siren voice of the lead singer filling our ears with auditory delight, the moment was perfect, beseeching for us to hook up that night. Woman, you looked radiant that night. Your eyes burned into mine. The feel of your silky hands on mine set me a fire inside....