Mental Closet, Slightly Untidy.

Mental Closet Slighty Untidy!!!

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I thought I might 

have a new poem 

while I was 

rooting around 

in the clutter 

of my brain cavity.

Thoughts were all

lying in a jumble 

like the puzzle 

on the funny pages, 

scrambled with no clue 

until fully reassembled.

I searched and sorted 

through stuff 

that hadn't seen 

the light bulb over 

my head in years.

Cobwebbed gray matter 

left to wallow in the mass 

like fruit suspended 

in two month old jello.

But then suddenly 

I came upon a memory 

long forgotten 

and it overwhelmed me.

Creativity vanished 

under  brainwaves

of nostalgia 

as I surfed the flow.

I studied that 

dusty file turning 

each page reverently 

even though 

it was just a kiss 

from a girl who 

never was 

more then 

just a few kisses.

But God the 

possibilites 

even now 

through my mind flew.

Her dark hair 

in lengthy tresses 

and brown eyes 

that grabbed 

and held me 

like the fingers 

of an eager bride.

The feel of her hair 

across my 

chest and neck, 

tickling me 

as she bent 

to plant bliss 

on my lips, 

in a manner 

so graceful 

and loving that, 

I thought for sure 

she was the one.

Like a thirsty colt 

suckling milk 

I strained to hold 

her lips there forever 

but she was gone in 

just several months 

till now.

When she tumbled 

all these many years later 

out of the clutter 

of my mind's 
collected obscurities.

No poem... 

this time 

just a fond 

face crinkling

grin over 

recollections 

of a kiss 

and the smile 

it still brought to me.