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Kissing a Stranger
I met a man one day....
He was taller than me.
Like a grand mountain.
His eyes were darker than the dirt,
yet softer than the beachy sand.
He was so carefree around me.
A book of people far away in his right hand,
laughing away at the black and white pictures.
I tried looking over his shoulder,
but he kept moving away.
He grinned at me everytime.
I want to hit him, yet I have a sensation to hug him.
He knew me like a book,
telling me things I did not know at all.
He was so mean!
Yet I couldn’t help but laugh.
A reaction that was hard for me to use.
It happened without control.
The next day I walked up to him while he was reading.
He looked up,
and I hit him beside his silly head.
He frowned saying it hurt.
I got his book from him and dashed a littlle aways.
He yelled at me,
going after me.
I made a deal with him.
"Close your eyes, count to ten."
I said.
He groaned and did it.
1,
2
3, ......
I kissed him on the lips lightly.
.......no more counting.
He was silent as he opened his dark eyes.
I gave him his book and laughed away.
He went after me.
After that I never saw him again.....
I thought one day I saw him,
but he had a pretty girl at his strong arm.
I didn’t go near him,
I smiled as I walked pass and said
"Good for you."
I think he heard me,
who knows. ;)
never talked to me again. The next time after I saw him, he was flirting with my best friend. I went up to him, said the truth, and left. I don't know if he heard me, he hasn't told me.