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The Edge of a Kiss

Steve Frank
Cries from Inside
Published in
1 min readFeb 26, 2024

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We sneak glances.
We gaze deeply.
Our heads tilt,
hoping to fathom the moment.
Fathom each other.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Talking.
Walking.
Leaning towards.
Leaning in.
Trying to know,
to discern,
The other.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Joking.
Laughing.
Sipping a beer…
Clink!
Your eyes dancing.
Your smile inviting.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Holding hands.
Fingertips tenderly engaging.
Through our palms,
emotions exchanging.
Turning face to face.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Moonlight.
Dancing.
Melting towards each other.
Melting against the other.
Cheeks brush.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Learning to see each other.
Openly sharing our depths.
Willingly offering each other more.
More of ourselves.
Moving closer with each of our steps.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

Growing towards One.
Growing towards oneness.
Searching gently for new ways of knowing.
New things to hear.
Bringing our stories together.
We’re on the edge of a kiss.

I see you.
You see me.
We’re on the edge…

The edge of a kiss.

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Steve Frank
Cries from Inside

A programmer discovering himself in poetry…a lifetime preparing to write, now finally putting pen to paper. You’ll find me in my poetry.