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I'm sorry I didn't kiss the girl.
by Aaron BlairIf I could, I would have summoned up a kiss,
an action as many parts divine as ridiculous;
sublime if you forget the clumsy connecting of moist lips,
focus instead on the avenue of entry, the sweet burrowing in.
There's a secret world inside a mouth, warm with possibility.
But I didn't go searching for it, and I kept my own to myself,
tucked behind my teeth, hidden behind mute smiles that still
managed to say everything while promising nothing. 08/16/2006 Author's Note: Another one for Christina.
Posted on 08/18/2006
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 08/18/06 at 06:53 PM original treatment in a lovely lyrical way, of a more common topic. Shyness, reticence, then regret, beautifully described. |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 08/21/06 at 04:06 AM the sweet burrowing in. delicious, end to end. PK |
| Posted by Christina Gleason on 03/12/07 at 06:36 PM I can't believe I didn't comment on this. Aside from it being about me (<3), the language/rhythm is fantastic. I love it. Thank you. |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 02/01/14 at 10:13 PM mm. i remember that feeling, of wanting to do so much and being able to do nothing but bide my time. ah, the unavoidable folly of youth. thank you for this. :) |
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