First Date

First Date

The fold
of a napkin
holds the kiss
she was
too nervous
to give him.

She tucks the napkin away
as he leaves a tip on the table.

He will never know.

 

from Anything But Love Poems, a free eBook available at iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and others.

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Poem and photo by Ann Kestner.

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