Night Air, Warm and Smoky

21 Apr

Day 19 of my 30 day odyssey of poetry: write a poem about the first time you did something. This is a poem about the first time I was struck by lightning.

Night air, warm and smoky,
as often Guayaquil nights are
it was not long after
the party bus crowd disembarked
that he took me by the hand
and I,
ever anxious
ever torn
crossed over to no-man’s land
(or so it seemed, to me).

Under a pool of light
we stopped, and I
-simply in denial
of what was to come-
glanced around, nervously.

He, singular in purpose,
gentlemanly in manner,
(so close, I could feel
the warmth of his arm
through his white-collared shirt)
said my name,
and I looked
up

and down it came
like a lightning bolt
coursing through me
from head to toe
stopping briefly at my knees
which buckled, this I know.

The kiss was quick,
but did its trick.
The electricity of his fingers
on my neck,
I can’t forget.

I stood there, wobbling,
heart beating very fast,
then, I had the audacity
to ask:
“Why did you do that?”
(I really did want to know)

“I like you,” he said, and
the look in his eyes told me
here it comes again.
Still nervous, I blushed
but eagerly enough,
I think I kissed him back.

Chiva bus

Chevere Guayaquil en Chiva

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19 Responses to “Night Air, Warm and Smoky”

  1. claudia October 1, 2013 at 3:52 pm #

    oh that made me smile…. the first kiss is something so special…i still remember my first kiss…sigh….

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    • lupitatucker October 1, 2013 at 3:55 pm #

      Thanks Claudia – glad you enjoyed it. I still sigh … remembering it feels so nice … 🙂

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  2. brian miller October 1, 2013 at 4:09 pm #

    ha. when you first started i was thinking you really got hit…but it is like it…and there is such power in those first kisses and special kisses it is hard to remember, did i kiss back…smiles…cool verse….

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    • lupitatucker October 1, 2013 at 4:21 pm #

      yeah! some things are a little fuzzy, but other things are so sharp and just burned into my brain … still fresh 27 years later!

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  3. charliezero1.wordpress.com October 1, 2013 at 5:18 pm #

    A perfect well written poem of one’s first kiss…:)

    Amazing!

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  4. poemblaze October 1, 2013 at 5:43 pm #

    love the twist from a somewhat menacing sound to a playful end.

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  5. Kathy B. October 1, 2013 at 9:14 pm #

    I smiled especially at the “(I really did want to know)”…that odd intersection of information-gathering + desire.

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  6. georgeplace2013Debi Swim October 2, 2013 at 10:36 am #

    The kiss was quick,
    but did its trick.
    This is a sweet remembrance.

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  7. Mohana October 16, 2013 at 1:02 am #

    Electric!!! Loved this one 🙂

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