<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>First Crush (for Vanessa, wherever she may be....)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The desk on which I wrote first poems<br>Six-liners, desperately in love<br>The LPs carried down the street<br>In case we met, I might impress</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her with my fresh scrubbed face<br>I wished for glasses much less thick<br>And hair more so, and darker yet<br>Waiting for Saturday to come</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Imagining with whom she'd leave<br>The taste of Kiddush on her tongue<br>For some smoky mysterious pub<br>Or movie house, or music club</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She seemed so self-possessed! <br>Was she? Her poem said<br>Sometimes I wish I didn't see.<br>Living would be so easy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her perfect face, perfect to me<br>Swelled bosom, page-boy hair<br>Soft eyes, why did she wish<br>For blindness nonetheless? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not a single kiss, in truth<br>Not even one caress! Just one<br>Slow dance in the shul: <br>So Long, Frank Lloyd Wright -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I still know every note.<br>And then she rode off for the night<br>And for the rest of time<br>She vanished in the world upon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose surface, in whose face<br>I would never find her trace<br>My friends, laugh all you can<br>I wonder if she made it through</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thought of me again.<br>I seek her still, so that we may<br>Compare our poems, our notes of grace, <br>And all the people we became.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392252" data-title="First Crush (for Vanessa, wherever she may be....) de Frank Bana" data-description="The desk on which I wrote first poems Six-liners, desperately in love The LPs carried down the street In case we met, I might impress Her with my fresh scrubbed face I wished for glasses much less thick And hair more so, and darker yet Waiting fo..."></div> </div> </div>

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