Saturday, November 25, 2006

(I Don’t Want This To Be) Our First Kiss

unexpected phone call

you at my door minutes later

desperate attempt to hold back

with a no and a not now.


then, at the threshold of the door,

crying, I brought my lips to yours,


kissed you anyway.


closing the door, I saw your face.

I glimpsed

your cheek,

my tear upon it,

your raised hand to touch

what was left

of me

on you.

(cc) Karen G. Johnston

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