Sunday, April 10, 2011

My lengthy friendship with Maud

“Often I don’t even want reciprocation,”
Maud said with that contrite and at the same time
capricious look around her lips,
“because I don’t like the things I receive.”

“You are difficult indeed, and quite often
you make sure the entire world knows it.”
To my surprise, she did not take this
the wrong way but actually chuckled.

“What if I kissed you now,” I said with a verve
I was surprised at myself, “and I don’t mean
a peck on the cheek. I mean Hollywood,
smack on those beautiful lips of yours,

and I want to feel your tongue reciprocate.”
Her head moved to an angle, but not exactly
out of reach, and in her face appeared
a mixture of amusement and apprehension.

“You really mean that?”
I did what I’d meant.
Hours later...
“You reciprocated quite nicely, Maud.

But did you want to?”
Amused, contrite, capricious Maud.
Sweeter to kiss – and other things –
than I’d ever, ever thought.

– Leonard “Some things are better done” Blumfeld (© 2011)

Written for One Single Impression and Reciprocate

9 comments:

Jingle said...

deep........

well penned.

Rinkly Rimes said...

An old fashioned name, Maud, but she had a very modren reaction!

Leonard Blumfeld said...

Thank you, Jingle and Rinkly Rimes, for reading and commenting.

This is entirely fictitious, but a bit old-fashioned (hence the old-fashioned name) as it was somewhat inspired by a novel by Rebecca West from around 1920 I'm reading right now.

sandra said...

love this...!

The Write Girl said...

I love the passion in this. The dialogue is nicely written. Reminds me of one of those classic B&W movies (I adore those films).

Ramesh Sood said...

Well, this is good...

Ron. said...

Oh, yeah. rollickingly good.
Never admit or deny fiction, I say. After all, what's the diff; where's the dividing line? Salute!

Linda Jacobs said...

This is just a feel-good poem and it made me smile this morning. Thanks!

Andy said...

Lovely read tonight. Thanks for sharing