Unknowingly, I approach you
not knowing what you are doing
gazing intently
at your hands
completely
lost in thought
I stopped
not wanting to disturb you
my photograph
lay like a leaf on your palms
held like cupped water
as if it could spill
you raise it to your lips
and as if taking a sip
kissed it
closed your eyes
and smiled
kissed it again
put it quickly away
flustered by my footstep
turned delightedly
and kissed me
on the lips
again and again
for real.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-real-3/
