Poem: Your Kiss

English: A young girl kisses a baby on the cheek.
English: A young girl kisses a baby on the cheek. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)I was unaware


I was unaware

of your kiss at first, on forehead

and cheek, maybe even on

my foot – you know, when babies’

feet are cute and pristine, before life

gets too serious and rinds the soul?

Then later, and with equal ignorance, I

noticed your lips, though they’d always

been there. Now the way you walked

and talked

and brushed your hair – suddenly

you were magic! A vision! My lips

against yours, the most natural

avenue in life and love. Then

all too soon, you gave me air

kisses at weddings

and christenings

and funerals, the social graces

that count, their passion sucked

out by convention. And right now

I’m all too aware of

your kiss, on my forehead,

my cheek once more, though you stay

clear of my foot. You realise

that I am slowly leaving, retreating

into soft make-beliefs

of self, sheaths which soothe

the cool airs of emptiness


poem © copyright David F. Barker 2013

14 thoughts on “Poem: Your Kiss

  1. Hi. This is a delightful poem. I like: ‘rinds the soul’, ‘and brushed your hair – sudeenly’, and ‘stay clear of my foot’. I love the last three lines. Jane


  2. Wow! This is really something quite beautiful, David. I love the imagery. Interplay between the sweet baby feet and the innocence of first kisses is really lovely! Bittersweet ending…can you tell I really liked this? 🙂


  3. a young person could never have written something like this!
    so very nice and sadly true.
    so sorry that i missed this/these; i’ll blame our horrid weather (rainy season) and horrid internet.
    your posts are always welcomed and appreciated!


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