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If I Kissed A Girl

March 24, 2016
By jessicamolz1 BRONZE, Moorestown, New Jersey
jessicamolz1 BRONZE, Moorestown, New Jersey
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If I kissed a girl, the curve of her jaw would feel so delicate beneath my fingers
That fuchsia fear would bloom beneath my cheeks, creep up into my head, and spin me weightless.
She would be paper thin; I, a waif; and we would rub together so lightly
Our molecules would barely mix.
She would not be fragile, but the act of kissing her would be;
At any moment, it could shatter with a careless touch.


If I kissed her, our lips would meet but I would hold the rest of my body away, because her
holiness would taste like panic; would taste
like the freshest bud of spring, light and unripe, as all forbidden fruits do;
Would taste so lovely and delicate that I would weep
As I have been in decades' worth of dreams.


Yet if I kissed her, it would be as if I had never kissed anyone before:

All my thoughts laid out before her smooth and bare as our skin, so that she could taste
Their weight and torque in the lightest touch of my lips.
And prophetic sensation would punch me straight through the clouds,
A mile above the earth, brain dry of all but the nape of her neck.
She would be the lightest sweetness.

The author's comments:

The narrator of this piece is a woman, just as the object of her affections. I wrote based on my own experiences; I used to so dread expressing feelings for people of the same gender as me, because it was taboo, that I would hold in my thoughts, emotions, and desires instead of acting on them. I wrote because I wanted to tell someone that it gets better; that strength comes with practice; and that you should never be afraid to be who you are.

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