Lucy's first kiss

Every day, on the way home back from school,
looking up at the starry sky,
Lucy would walk thinking about the kiss
He would, one day, give her.

In the bloom of her 15 years
with her long dark hair swinging from side to side on her back
and ten books in her thin arms
she could taste the kiss she had never had.

In her memories, sunny days
when he would walk up the hill
and her eyes would follow him
since he disappeared
among the old trees.

Days in which she would follow him
From the distance
Observing each step
Each maneirism
Singing for loving ears
that would not hear her.

Lucy saw him the first time
crossing the patio
on her very last day at that school

Her mouth opened in shock
And her many books fell to her feet
As he passed,
Slowly,
Sensually,
As if knowing to be admired.

In the tender of her 14 years
she felt the bitter sweet cut
and the bells toll
and she got dizzy
and she ran away

In the sweetness of her 15 years
she had already the taste of passion
in her virgin lips

Singing love songs alone
Making promises to the stars
Dreaming of a sensation
Unknown to her

In those clear blue eyes
A smart sparkle of youth
In the sensual smile
a dash of mischief

And Lucy,
Scared and in love
with shaking legs
and sweaty hands
Finally came close to him

And when his cold clear blue eyes
met her warm innocent dark brown eyes
she felt like falling
and words fell from her mouth
scattering around

And as he walked away
Poor Lucy's heart
was a mistake

And every day
She would follow him
Crying
Singing
Dreaming

Til one day
he finally looked at Lucy
with her long dark hair
and dreamy shiny dark brown eyes

This time
She didn't walk home alone
with books and stars

This time
In her hand
she held his

This time
She didn't follow him
through the trees
til he disappeared

This time
before she even took notice
her books were falling from her arms
As he held her in his.

And, under the big trees
Warmth flooded her soul
Like a river carrying her body away
As her heart slowly melted away...