You Didn’t See Me

When I saw you
I thought
Could we
Make a life
Together, Happily
We laughed
Shared the same heart
Missed each other
When apart
Not thinking
Our lips met
Reluctantly parting
And yet
I think
You didn’t see me.

~Just L (January 22, 2019)

Prelude to a Kiss

I glance at my phone and feel a little thrill
“Hi sweetie!” I last saw him in April
Ah yes, I was getting my birthday tattoo
“It’d be great if we could get together”
“I look forward to seeing you, too.”

***

We meet at my favorite dinner spot
I’m playing it cool, yet feeling hot
We order a truly fine Baja wine
Share risotto and crème brûlée
Flirtatious innuendos pass the time.

***

“Does this bother you?”
I read the screen and laugh, “No.”
His hand is in my waist-length hair
Sitting in the seat in front of him
I know something’s in the air.

***

Sipping whisky with the dancers
They ask me questions, I answer
I turn, ‘Hey Handsome did I mention…”
He runs his hand up my thigh
Reminds me he’s paying attention.

***

Walking into the cool night air
A little tipsy, without a care
We slip into the backseat
He leans in to grab my face
Our mouths at last meet.

~Just L (September 29, 2018)

Author’s Note: You know how I love a good kissing poem, and a good kisser.

How do you wish to be kissed?

If you know anything about me. You know I have an affinity for kissing poetry. What better way to do research than to sample a few? I announced my intention, and they lined up on cue. The first bit and was too aggressive. The second had the softest lips. Next was the darting tongue. No one wants to be kissed like a fish! As the fourth pressed in I placed my fingers on his mouth, and guided, “Like this.” The first wanted to try again. Yet, again, he missed. The fifth in line promised me a very good time. His breath reeked of turpentine, and I politely declined. Feeling discouraged I smooched six and seven. They were pleasant, falling short of heaven. Eight smelled great. Chapped lips no bueno. Nine eagerly stepped up to give it a go. I don’t know what that was, but um, no! Ten appeared promising, eyes twinkling. Gently touching my maw, breathing me in. I felt woozy, tongue-tied and frozen. And as I was about to declare it a win, you I saw. You had not been in the running at all. You approached me, then stalled. I studied your face with anticipation. “You’re doing it all wrong,” you insisted. A little put off, I resisted. You came in closer purposely crowding my space. Your right hand rose to caress my face. Simultaneously, my curiosity piqued and feeling pissed. Upper lip resting on my Cupid’s bow, you whisper breathily, “How do you wish to be kissed?”

[Your response here]

~Just L (May 12, 2018)

The Different Tyoes of Kissers There Are

In Their Greeting: A Palpable Thrill

Enjoying each other’s company
Laughing and free;

The pair emit a vibrancy
One cannot help but see;

In their greeting a palpable thrill
He leans in ’til his locks she feels;

Her fuchsia lips meet his sunbaked skin
Between them poetic fusion;

He pulls her up to stand
They walk away hand in hand;

Her turquoise earrings swinging
A vision so enchanting.

~Just L (February 24, 2018)

Crazy about you, too

I look up as you bend down

And place a kiss squarely on my lips

Never closing our eyes

Not caring who is around

Our spark hard to disguise

Oops, we just let “I’m crazy about you, too” slip

 

                    You say I’m trouble

                   I say I’m just your kind.

~Just L (November 5, 2016)

Author’s Note: I have a picture of this exact moment in my mind.

Any Reason

Remember when you couldn’t wait until the next time you’d see the person you were smitten with, and any excuse to see them — for a minute, one kiss, to drop off something, anything — would do?

Recall when you were happy to do anything with them simply because being anywhere they were made you happy?

Recollect the moment you stopped,  not because you felt different on the inside, but because you let something, anything convince you otherwise?

Dare to land on their porch, lose a little sleep, set aside your ego or fear of looking silly, and go for the grand gesture!

Sometimes all you have to do is show up to show your heart.

~Just L (September 3, 2016)