Curt Bville

'Unkissable Lips' - Poem by Curt Bville

I admire but truthfully desire to slowly creep beside her.

The scent of her perfume is intoxicating as I'm patiently waiting for her invite for that perfect moment just to be right.

I need a notion that she's ready, can't be to anxious; so I keep my excitement slow and steady.

In her eyes I can see that she's confused, not sure if she's ready to make a move; thinking it would be wrong, she doesn't know what to do.

I summon up the courage to go head first, rejection is the only other answer; I mean what can be worst.

I lean in as her eyes begin to look down, she is indeed tempted but does not make a sound.

Seconds feel like hours as inch closer, making sure I catch any notion of unwanting so I don't feel like I force her.

My nose touches her as I gently place my hand on her hips, but she turns her head away and so remains her with unkissable lips.


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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is about a girl I wanted badly to kiss and had the chance but she turned away right before I could and that was the only chance I ever got.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013

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