She comes in
Yochana
with her friend
Angela
a squat girl
with blonde hair
and sit down
in two seats
at the front
of the class
I watch her
from the back
with Reynard
my best friend
the teacher
old Miss G
is writing
on the board
with white chalk
before she
sits down she
looks at me
(Yochana
not Miss G)
there's a hint
of a smile
then she turns
and I see
just the back
of her head
(straight black hair
reaching down
past shoulders)
sometimes when
when she turns
left or right
I catch her
pale profile
and secretly
take a kiss
from my lips
put it down
on my palm
and blow it
towards her
pallid cheek
no one sees
the palm blown
small kisses
then Miss G
plays piano
some Schubert
piano work
and I watch
Yochana's
thin fingers
move along
the desk top
her response
to Schubert
not to me
I sit there
wishing hard
those fingers
were playing
upon me.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 3:24 AM UTC
She comes in
Yochana
with her friend
Angela
a squat girl
with blonde hair
and sit down
in two seats
at the front
of the class
I watch her
from the back
with Reynard
my best friend
the teacher
old Miss G
is writing
on the board
with white chalk
before she
sits down she
looks at me
(Yochana
not Miss G)
there's a hint
of a smile
then she turns
and I see
just the back
of her head
(straight black hair
reaching down
past shoulders)
sometimes when
when she turns
left or right
I catch her
pale profile
and secretly
take a kiss
from my lips
put it down
on my palm
and blow it
towards her
pallid cheek
no one sees
the palm blown
small kisses
then Miss G
plays piano
some Schubert
piano work
and I watch
Yochana's
thin fingers
move along
the desk top
her response
to Schubert
not to me
I sit there
wishing hard
those fingers
were playing
upon me.
A BOY WATCHING A GIRL IN CLASS IN 1962
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