Looking for NSA/FWB (with TLC) with nonsmokers. ______ I am not a thunder man, nor an unremitting torrent. I am the constant river, my time-crafted legacy indelible. And I am the respite of a furtive July breeze, whispering around your slip and swirling through your sheets on sultry nights. _____ Dawn carries with her the faintest whisper of a breeze And bears the answer to age-old mysteries Then she silently cedes her place Certain that she will arrive, again and forever To disperse Night’s fevered doubts ------- It’s not even a promise yet…it’s a hope— The first buds of lilac; the incipient melody that plays in your head, scanning for the next faint note, and the next, and the next; a tentative hand extending toward hers in a cramped elevator.  You see the suppleness of skin just below the pale dollop of her earlobe, and imagine the barest trace of perfume there. Close your eyes, and you can envision her ivory blouse brushing against your elbow. When you open your eyes, your arm is trembling.  Now the elevator stops and the doors shudder open. In the shuffling, she shifts her face enough only for you to see the corner of her mouth almost imperceptibly rise. And as she leaves, her finger passes your hand closely enough that you can feel the charged air…and the promise.