Moment

Something weird that happened to me awhile back

 

At about the time we should be departing,

You walked me to the door

We had nothing special

No similar interests or hardly a connection

for some reason you walked outside of your apartment

this time instead of saying "bye" at the door

I walked ahead of you

The sun was bright, illuminating

Grass adjacent from my feet was emerald green

The cement was hot and cracked

You grabbed my hand and pulled me back

I don't know what made it such a pecular little moment

but it was, a moment

a minute of esctasy you'll spend a lifetime forgetting

I stretched away from you again

the further we got, then our hands broke

"Bye."

I walked to my car, reliving it.

Author's Note

It was a strange kiss.

Reviews

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Even if it was strange you did a wonderful job with this poem.