BEST THEY DON'T KNOW.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL AND A SECRET LOVE IN 1964
Having run across the field
to the river’s edge she sat down on the grass and he followed out of breath and sat beside her she laughed told you couldn’t catch me Milka said I can run like a gazelle Naaman breathed in deep Holding his groin I gave you a head start he said I still won though she said pleased with herself only just he said she lay back on the grass he watched her breathe her chest rising and falling slowly she had her hands over her stomach her short fair hair mixed with the green grass she smiled what are you looking at me for? I like looking at you he said why? he looked at the river because I do must be a reason she said looking at him with her dark eyes I think of you when I’m not with you and so I need to capture the image of you for when you’re not here he said do you think of me all the time? she asked pretty much he said my brothers will think you have gone soft she said he looked away trees blew slightly in the wind the clouds were moving slowly only with regards to you he said he gazed at her lying there her legs raised heels flat on the grass her skirt showing her thighs I dream of you she confessed most nights and pretend Teddy is you and squeeze him tightly near to me so that he is right against my breasts lucky Teddy Naaman said smiling taking in her lips slightly parted her teeth just visible poor Teddy only has one ear now and my mother has sewn his arm on many times Milka said Naaman lay down on the grass next to her laying his hand on her arm feeling her pulse her warmth maybe you treat him too roughly Naaman said she smiled her lips spreading wide well you’re not there and he is a poor substitute she said I can’t be there he said your mother seldom leaves the house and if she is out your father is there or your brothers besides you’re too young for such things what things? she asked looking at him trying to look serious ask Teddy he said I’m 14 only 2 years younger than you she informed I know he said your brother told me when we were practising judo last weekend does he know you see me? he knows I take you out but he thinks I do so out of pity because I feel sorry for you she laughed putting her hands over her mouth to stop the loudness of her laughter he thinks that? Naaman nodded what’s he think we do pick flowers and watch butterflies? he thinks we go see the peacocks he said we do she said but not this not what we did last Sunday Naaman added we just kissed nothing else she said more than he thinks or your mother he said she looked at the river the water flowing slow best then she said softly they don’t know. © 2013 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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