START OF RAIN 1962

A BOY AND GIRL AT HIGH SCHOOL IN 1962

John caught up
with Elaine
just before
morning break
as they came past
an empty classroom.

He took her hand
and dragged her in
closing the door
behind them.

What if
someone comes?
She said.

They won't,
he said.

She looked around
the classroom,
then back at him.

What did you
bring me
in here for?
She said.

You said
I could kiss
you later,
he said,
now is later.

But here?
She said.

Why not
no one here
to see us,
he said.

She looked at him,
at his hazel eyes
and brown quiff
of hair.

He stood
gazing at her:
well?
He said.

She leaned forward
and kissed him
on the cheek.

He held her
close to him.

She sensed
his hands
about her.

He kissed her lips,
held so close.

She could feel
his heart beat
as well as hers.

He released her.

She felt all odd
like waking up
from a strange dream.

She felt as if
it wasn't real.

He said:
can I kiss
you again?

She nodded
and he drew her close,
kissed her again.

Outside against
the windowpane
the start of rain.