Poem 092, Sonnet 43: The First Kiss Poem by Samer Madbak

I saw them standing at the crossroads kerb;
Two schoolers at the prime of pubertye
Conversing under an exuding sky
Half wet! And yet the rain would not disturb
Their colloquy, nor could the wind perturb
Their oversight to shelter nearby…
That was before his transport drifted nigh,
He paused and smiled at her, meaning to verb
Farewell, but ere he did she clasped his head
And kissed his lips the sweetest of goodbyes.
She turned around, he grabbed his bag and sped
But O! Who could his gallop see, or speak
The crimson conquering her swarthy cheek
And that triumphant sunshine in their eyes!


Adelaide
May 17th 1992