First and Second Kisses

I've been invited to join the Miller family for a week on Martha's Vineyard. They have a little gray-shingled cottage rented among the grassy dunes, not far from Edgartown. Dr. Miller and Julie's mother are separated, so he isn't here, and Julie's brother is back home, he just turned sixteen, and he's working at a gas station, and having more fun there than he would here. It's just me and Julie, Julie's mother, and Julie's little sister Sarah. We spend the days at the beach, and go for ice cream in Edgartown after dinner. The rest of day vanishes wonderfully. Going to bed after spending the day body-surfing and feeling scrubbed by the seafloor is the best. Last night Julie came in to say goodnight and she sat on my bed and we kissed. She tasted like salt and Crest. This morning we took our beach towels and lay in the shade of the house, it was already hot, and we kissed again, and our bikinis offered no resistance.

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Written on 2015-01-10 at 11:27

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Loved reading this.
Regards Alan

Very nice work.
I can smell that ocean.
I can taste that salt:)

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
This is written with such gentle simplicity that it's a joy to read. At the same time there is an undertone which is compelling. I think for every sentence written there are myriad more which you are keeping to yourself.

Your other poems are hugely compelling as well, and I've noticed that you have removed some, and edited some, perhaps to soften their impact, and yours on the site.

Let it out.

I sense that you enjoy writing for writing's sake, which makes reading your work a pleasure, whatever the nature of the work.


It's good to see you came back to us. The vivid descriptions of the day in the ocean are priceless. Loved this: " Going to bed after spending the day body-surfing and feeling scrubbed by the seafloor is the best."

The feelings are much softer than those shared with Terri, but so is the relationship. Beautifully written. Lovely feelings expressed.