First Kiss Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

First kiss

Maybe once I decide
-no; no, no, no cannot

But maybe
-I get up and force her to shut up

I should have when thieves came
-stole things; but could not

Am addict to nights with radio…

Anyway, she spoke as always
-I woke up once again
-talk was of "The First Kiss"

I heard an Egyptian:
- "I broke all the rules…"
-felt shyness in her voice:
- "…and entered the club! "

Innocent and sweet
-she felt guilt
-to have kissed at thirteen
-just to show other girls
-that she was a rebel

And wild thoughts in her head
-of movies, stars' kiss…

I recalled myself and
-dread makes me shiver
-does she too, remember?
-what a joy! Or revenge?
-or to have a part of what
-soon go to other! ?

She was a young cousin
-the best that could there be
-her eyes, face, and those lips
-I sucked them eagerly
-as blood for a leech!