Her Kiss Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Her kiss

She kissed me
Not on lips
Somewhere there
Heard smack
Of her kiss!

And her mouth did smell…

-that makes me feel guilty!

We were in same place
-that is how we had met
Small, nice, quiet
Says she is a writer
Haven't seen, neither read.

Encountered once again
-soon after
Gave her ride to metro
Could have asked, invited
For coffee, lunch, dinner
Bu did not…
Had a job to attend…

Now I think:
-was smell of hunger?

Guess she was hungry
Empty her tummy…
Feel guilty!

Why did I?

Do not know her number
Did not ask her address
Should I expect her call?
I have doubts
I noticed her pride
She talking of her needs? !

Hey, please call and talk…