he…hugged me.
cheeked me then
walked away from
the pending kiss
that was sure to follow.
flew across the threshold of my door
into the safe zone on the other side of the screen as if
playing tag with my heart.
and then…we talked sommore.
me half dressed…or half naked
i suppose, in my red geisha conversing
as if i’d just been walked home
after a first date.
“ok, then. bye.” i heard
and then he strolled away like a
happy kid with a snowcone from the candy lady.
but didn’t make it far. i
noticed these slowing steps & immediately
asked “what’s wrong?”
only to be bumrushed as an apparent
afterthought with a trifecta
on my cheeks & forehead. my heart is still skipping.
thankful that i prayed
the right prayer of strength–
while my eyes were
half-glazed & half-open–
insurance that his lips wouldn’t
leave me trembling
as from aftershock
…again
2007.07.04
