Posted in Books & Stories, Classroom Notes, Just Poetry, Motivational

  Ufuk’s Kiss

 

 

He gave just a little kiss like this…

Not on your life

 

He was her boyfriend not mine

We all lived in the same house being teachers abroad

Ages 21 to 60 beyond

It didn’t matter as we made life work

We didn’t necessarily hang out together

Though we had our moments to share

We sought our interests

This evening in the kitchen we were

He had done something helpful

Or was it something he’d said

I remember standing in the doorway

As I quipped to him you rock

Mimicking a kiss through the air

More kick than I thought

Or he felt it for real

Not intended

 

Honest

 

He shot one back to me

Almost knocking me off my feet

I felt that arrow penetrate my being

My core

But he never moved from his spot

That’s passion pure form

His girlfriend my flatmate didn’t like it one bit

No

She did not

 

I love life

He had plenty

 

It lay silent inside me until just now

Some years flitting by

What was her boyfriend’s name

A harmless muse walking early today

There were two I’d confuse of two friends

Well one not so much

 

Then I remembered

And remember I did

That’s passion

Don’t dwell on the past

The hell you say

Oh

Just for the moment I believe I’ll stay

 

 

 

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Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry

Chick Flicks

 

I got lost again as I watched

And I remembered being in that spot

The passion and abandon

 

Oh, I’ve mentioned it before

But I felt it this time

Different than then

 

I melted

Something inside me did

I was part of that kiss

 

Then he leaned and rolled her onto the sand

She wrestled him back gently and he pushed again

And I didn’t care if they were married or not

 

In real life I mean

And how they managed to do that on the screen

Or how their spouses would feel

 

I remembered I believe