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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448780" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Kiss</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She slipped into her smiling stance<br>so easily.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her lips parted showing her teeth<br>alabaster white and gleaming</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as she sat on the couch<br>in dim light<br>bathing in the self-confidence-ness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">women sometimes have that says</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'whatever happens in this encounter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">will not matter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and will be only a ripple made by a rock thrown in the pond</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with no consequence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">because in her dry dock, she was thinking, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">her emotional ship</div><div style="margin:10px 0">had already sailed; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">while she had only to move slightly or whisper-speak</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and my dingy boat of disappointment and rejection would start to sink</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as sure as white teeth part</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">clamp down swallowing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>Transfixed at her mouth's opening</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I only too late realized that alabaster, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">shiny smiles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">form the emotional bite</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where something is bit off</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then swallowed down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One sided complacency</div><div style="margin:10px 0">married to desperate attraction</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ends badlly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if one of the party</div><div style="margin:10px 0">is blinded by bright smiling teeth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which rise in the darkened night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">offering the promise of a kiss</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but delivering only the fatal bites</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the cat delivers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the hypnotized mouse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such to me is irrestible.<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Danger's erotic quiverings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">place my hand in fire</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to see how close heat can be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">without singeing the soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which lingers close by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but not too close</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I fix my gaze on that oraficed opened mouth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and my butter-fly breathing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">lent to the event</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one soft breath</div><div style="margin:10px 0">rising to meet those panting lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like the sirens offering</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but never giving; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">promising neither solice or need fulfilled; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">silently demanding that she cross my</div><div style="margin:10px 0">river Styx.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch as she stiffens from the shock</div><div style="margin:10px 0">realizing, she herself, had been denied</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what she had always felt</div><div style="margin:10px 0">was her birth-right; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a kiss proffered; a kiss received, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but here for the first time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she experienced denial</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a kiss in abeyance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">close but willfully</div><div style="margin:10px 0">withheld; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">coming, but never came; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">siren songs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which are near but stay outside</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the closing circle; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">out of reach</div><div style="margin:10px 0">leaving her mouth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dry and bereft; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">stunned that the moth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">could come so close yet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">resist the flame; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">eyes now wide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she stares at me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">seeking soul-level knowledge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of how and who could approach her crimson mouth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and yet resist..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stared at my lips hovering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Come close</div><div style="margin:10px 0">step over the line more than halfway; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I need the surrender</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of your mouth to mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in doing so</div><div style="margin:10px 0">know you have abandoned that complaency</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which shrouds you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't hesitate, or it will be too late</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your mouth is mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">even if we never touch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">because it is the on-coming need</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see in its quivering, hesitancy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and your breathing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that tells me you are done; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">warmth exhudes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and retreats; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see your breasts rising</div><div style="margin:10px 0">determinedly seeking</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what had been denied; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet the denial act</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ignites both our needings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now mixed with curiosity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">engorged lips, and</div><div style="margin:10px 0">erstwhile somunamulant</div><div style="margin:10px 0">needs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the marker point it is now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for each of us advance or retreat; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">two breathings now indistinguishable; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">pouty mouth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and hungry lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">meet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and meld; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">fire-breathing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">soul-fusing</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> tremblings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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so easily.

Her lips parted showing her teeth
alabaster white and gleaming

as she sat on the couch
in dim light
bathing in the self-confidence-ness

women sometimes have that says

'whatever happens in this enc..."></div>
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