The summer sun shone warm upon my skin.
Cicadas sang in thousands to the sky.
And though I was unworldly, fifteen then,
I saw the message in her hazel eyes.
She’d wet her skin and hair against the heat,
While watering the plants beside her place.
I closed the space between us, unsure feet,
And in my trembling hands I took her face.
Our lips met, and then opened, summer fire,
The world stood still for lovers unashamed.
Her kiss burned with an undisguised desire,
into my heart to boldly call her name.
Thirty years past, yet I must pause for breath,
Recalling that first kiss…Elizabeth.
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Scott Reichek
Been writing since high school. Only recently taking a stab at selling it. Been everywhere, done pretty much everything. Marine, Paramedic, Private Investigator, Answering Service Operator, are just some of the hats I've worn.
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A cool dry wind whispered across the sand. It was one of a rare, few Iraqi nights when it was neither unbearably hot, nor cold. The crisp, clear sky held so many stars that only a fool would dare attempt to count them. Nestled among them rode the new crescent moon, looking like the crown of a Goddess, the points of its curve extending to the heavens. This and more framed a lone grounded airplane of the former regime, angled helplessly into the moonlight. Her curves were as elegant as her purpose was lethal, an SU-27, the last bold hurrah of the Soviet Military Industry. Her strong rudders and sexy fuselage had been denied the slipstream by carefully placed holes in her cockpit and wing. She had been reduced to the status of War Trophy; positioned forever in mock takeoff, her tail almost dragging the ground, her nose forever pointing defiantly skyward. A nearby sign admonished, “Do Not Climb.” To the two lovers, its pull was irresistible. There could be no better place
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