It was a small party in Danbury CT that I decided to pursue Natalie.
I had woven many love stories about my life,
she desperately wanted to make our small sexual encounter into a heart throbbing love story.
So I turned a platonic night in her apartment into a romantic fantasy.
After Lovemaking, Natalie spread out my palm, to read it.
She told me she had learned the art in Paris from a gypsy.
She traced a crease of my palm with her finger...
I asked "is that my life line?"
Natallie looked up into my eyes and gently nodded no "Its your heart line."
"Small little thing isn't it?" I replied.
She spent a long time looking, then shook her blonde hair back from her shoulders.
"This young man is complex!" She said.
"You seem to have a person in front of you, and another person behind you."
I smiled as I told her, "your use of the term is slightly wrong. The proper phrase is 'you have two souls.'"
