That next first kiss
She must know,
He told himself,
knowing
that all is unveiled in dreams
unrecovered.
How can this be,
he wondered,
as once again chills
enveloped his soul.
No, I can’t,
He told himself,
knowing
that words always shatter dreams
unrecovered.
So does she,
she replied,
I’ve known you
forever.
I can?
He asked,
frightened
of that moment
un-recovered.
Oh my,
she gently replied,
and gave him that next
first
kiss.
–March29,2012
