That One Kiss

“Would you have wanted me to kiss you?” he asked
Behind the screen, she trembled
Teasing was her best defense
To calm down her beating heart
She typed…
“I let you hold my hand… what did that tell you?”
How could she know?
That the 15 year old boy at camp
The one who had pursued her relentlessly
Had awakened in her stranger fluttering sensations
Throbbing realities of a feeling
She hardly understood
How could she know
That the 45 year old man he’d become
The one behind the screen
Had never forgotten her
Still wanted her
After all these years...

“It thought you wanted to cross the street," he shot back.

“A sense of humor? I don’t remember that,” she countered.

Still unsure…with feelings raw
They joked
Back and forth
A volley of questions
Comments
Cut from the fabric of their hearts
Reconnecting
Picking up where they'd left off
Unresolved questions
Tentative players
In this game
Typing away
Hearts aflame…

“Yes, you should have kissed me...
Now I will never know what it would be like”….

Her fingers flew across the keyboard
Serving the fireball of a comment
That had been searing her heart
All these years
Why hadn’t he kissed her?

Heart pounding…she now waited for his response
The man she never forgot

For a moment
They were back at camp
Summer sun
Sand and fun
Beautiful Mediterranean beach
Sizzling heat

She 13….he 15
What had they known about love?
About passion?

“I didn’t know how you’d react…
I wasn’t man enough." 

What could she say to this man?
Her first love?
The one whose hand she had held
Behind her brother’s back at campfire…

After all these years…
She’d found him
After wondering why
She had her answers
He’d never forgotten her

That kiss…..
Hung between them
Throbbing with pain
Trembling with promise
Now driving them both insane…
What would it have been like
That kiss….
Would it have changed....destiny?
Sealed their young love in a forever pact?

Now…they’d never know
A chapter they could not reopen
Perhaps, it was never meant to be

But how those memories had stayed	
To haunt them in the night
What might it have been like
Had they shared
That gentle sweet
Wispy and tender
Light as a young lover's dream...

That ONE kiss….

Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Kithinji Avatar
August 4, 2013 at 2:50 PM
That one... only that one!
Pursnani Avatar
August 1, 2013 at 1:19 AM
LOVELY
Manassian Avatar
August 1, 2013 at 1:28 AM
:) How sweet...thank you!
Mohammed Avatar
July 30, 2013 at 7:26 AM
I like how your poem tells a story unfolding that kiss that delights the reader's mind.Well done!
Manassian Avatar
July 30, 2013 at 7:28 AM
Thank you....I like telling stories. Stories touch our lives and impact us in profound ways! :)
Onclaud Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 12:34 PM
the one that got away.. how enticing is this work with a kiss that is truly unforgettable... grreat way to go,eileen..:) huggs
Manassian Avatar
July 29, 2013 at 7:32 AM
:) At that tender age...they are bound to get away, Nette...but the indelible mark on the heart never goes away.....Thanks, my dear! :)
Seal Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 6:17 AM
I'm sure we've all got a lot of 'What might have beens', hidden away in our minds my little Desert Orchid, in a way I wonder why you let the moment slip by, it isn't always the boy who makes the first move lol so this probably is not about you eh lol. Take care, Richard
Manassian Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 6:58 AM
Richard....you know me so well, my dear. Yes....What might have been is probably the hardest thing to deal with....We only live once...Chances not taken...will haunt us the rest of this short life....What if....Hmmmmmm....thanks for the visit. Your lost comment????? lol....you won't bait me with that...though...you already have the answer....I'm just not smart enough for you, Mr Seal....
Lamoureux Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 11:42 PM
You never dissapoint, this is magical, sweet and passionate. I love how you knitted it all together with youthful and mature perspectives. Just beautiful Eileen.
Manassian Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 10:35 AM
I know.... :-D Don't want you to be under pressure or anything....should come naturally....just saying how I feel is all....thanks for the reassurace.... :-D
Lamoureux Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 7:23 AM
If I am late just go back to any of your poems, I believe I have commented on almost all of them. I always look forward to reading your work.
Manassian Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 11:57 PM
Richard....you are such a wonderful support to me. I always wait for your visits....when you don't come or are late, I miss you. Thank you for these kind words. They mean so much to me....It's so nice to be mentored this way...
Hendricks Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 6:41 PM
Innocence at its innocent best. Is this a work of fiction, girlfriend? Awesome write, as ever. Lovely new avatar, beautiful. Warm hugs to you. Licia :-)
Manassian Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 11:59 PM
Girlfriend...you should know better than to ask such a pointed question..... ;) I'm just going to move on to the Avatar comment. :) Thanks.....had a great photo shoot yesterday...Lots of avatar material...HUGS!
Jones Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 1:02 PM
Ahhhhhh. The anticipation is always the best! Still is huh????? Great one sweetie....
Manassian Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 12:00 AM
OH MD.....thanks for always being there for me. Love you for it....HUGS HUGS HUGS
Tacito Avatar
July 27, 2013 at 10:33 AM
What a setting. That deep expression of innocence once held. Strong lines.
Manassian Avatar
July 28, 2013 at 12:02 AM
Thank you Drake. Puppy love is sweet...sweet...sweet...It stays with you a lifetime! :)
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