Poems and Possibilities

I sat in the my favorite corner of the library. Reading books and poetry like every other angst filled teenager. Sometimes when I lose my spot I read aloud to put me back on track. "Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the Earth, lives darkly in my body..." I say aloud. "I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where." He said, sitting next to me pecking my lips. Stunned, I mindlessly kissed back. "Micah." He smiled. I smiled back. "Katherine." I looked into his sea glass eyes. "You gonna keep reading to me or what?" Micah asked. "I wasn't reading to you, I just lost place in my book, and when I lose my place I read aloud to put me back on track." I explained. "Well, it appears you've lost your place again, huh?" He smiled wickedly. I rolled my eyes and continued where he left off. "I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way..." I said and he continued for me again. Kissing my lips once again. "Than this: where I do not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest." He paused and pulled my hand to his chest. I rested it open handedly on his chest. "Is my hand, so close that-" I finished for him this time. "Your eyes close as I fall asleep." He closed his eyes and pulled me closely under his shoulder and sighed. My hand still on his chest and his hand holding mine. "Pablo Neruda." He said softly.

"Let's do this again it was a lot of fun." He opened his eyes and perked up.

"Dude, are you kidding? You don't even know me. You just come up to me, interrupt my reading, kiss me and try to read with me. How old are you? What if I have a boyfriend?" I whisper-yelled at him. He kissed me again, I gently kissed him back, he held my head and licked my lips trying for my tongue but I wouldn't let it. My brain was telling me 'No, he's trouble.' but my body was telling me 'Yes, he's hot and worth it.' He groaned in agony as he was not getting what he wanted. He pulled away. "That's how I know. You kissed back. Now if you were in a loving relationship you would've slapped the shit out of me and left." He smiled deviously. "And no lady under the age of 16 would really be at a library, reading love sonnets for fun." I rolled my eyes. "Alright, I'm 16." "And my name is Katherine Clayton. I like reading, playing bass, and cats. Pussy's my name and my game." His eyes widened. "I really hope you mean you want to become a veterinarian and you don't mean that about your sexuality. Cause this would be really awkward and I'd feel really bad." He said awkwardly, adjusting in his seat. "No, no. I want to be a feline specialist. Find cures to FIV and Feline leukemia. I just wanna do something great." I said. "Let me redo my introduction. I like reading, playing bass, big dick, and cats." I laughed. He laughed loud. Everyone was staring. "Oops." I giggled. "Anyway, it's my turn to introduce myself. I'm Micah Adams, I'm 17. I like reading also, I appreciate live music, I'm a sucker for blondies with soft dark pink lips, and oh look." He gently held my chin, kissing my lips, and holding it there. "Yours fit so perfectly against mine." He said breathlessly. We turned our heads and parted our lips. Kiss engaged. Our tongues rubbed together, I moaned a little, and he smiled, moaning back. I pulled away. He licked his lips. "Mmm, fruit punch and cherry Coke?" He asked. I nodded "Cherry vanilla Coke. My favorite soda. Hawaiian Punch lip balm. Also my favorite." I stood up. "Mmm." He closed his eyes, moaned softly, mesmerized by the taste on his lips and in his mouth. "Hm, where are you going?" He asked, opening his eyes, standing up. "Home. It's almost close time." I replied. "Mind driving me home? It's raining and I rode my bike. I only live five minutes away." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Fine, come on." I grabbed my books and umbrella. Micah took my books and umbrella from me. "I'll carry them." "Thank you." I said, as we walked out together. He walked me to my car door, I got in, set the books in the back. He put his bike in the trunk and he got in next to me. "Ello." He said in a shitty English accent. "Alright, where am I going?" I asked.