Thunderbird Leaving
February 18, 2009 in Personal
How did it happen? What was I at age 14?
Certainly disturbed and very concerned. Deeply concerned. What was this thing? The thing with that boy I first kissed passionately with my lips and body- what had happened? It was the first sense of pure passion without intercourse. Simplicity. The whole Keats’ Ode to a Grecian Urn thing regarding the purity of the act of kissing. What Keats didn’t quite understand was the kiss itself forming the prelude – the kiss never-ending.
It is a most exquisite memory because it stands so securely in a void of pain.
