George
For him, I searched and heard:
- "Was shot down, when in air! "
How I wish he had not!
We could have good long talk.
Were three when chosen
-to fly to US
-for becoming pilots.
Ended in San Anton
-he and I went to town
-meant to go for a walk.
Both new, unaware
-walked around and aimless
-felt the looks and stares like needles.
A car passed with two girls
-one drove but both waved
-we took it half hearted…
They went and came again
-and signaled fiercer
-till stopped, we got in…
He sat by driver;
-lucky me, shared seat with
-angelic passenger…
"Why have you grown nails? "
-I looked and questioned her,
- "For defending myself…"
I grabbed both her hands
-hid in palms, and then asked:
- "And now what? "
She was sharp in reply:
- "With my legs will kick out! "
-turned crabs my legs, thighs.
"And now what? "
- "I will shout…"
-heard her sigh…
My lips felt duty
-to seal hers with a kiss! "
I gave her what she sought
-but never said it loud!
She calmed down; so did I.
After while, both of us
-drunk with taste of mouths
-were relieved, changing minds.
She wanted to know me,
-where from, what to call.
Felt ashamed and guilty
-turned sinner by lying:
- "I am George! "
Promised future
-was fog, disappeared.
I kept this a secret
-till that day…
"I know that you are George! "
-said friend…harsh like bore.
Explained in detail
-all of what had happened.
"You lost good girlfriend…"
I learned our difference
- (Devilish, innocence.)
She had meant what she said;
-my body and brain said: "Flirt."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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