By Jenna Holland (poetic_angel@gurlmail.com)
Date: 18 April 1999

Kiss Me

I sat on the curb
   Humming beside him.

"What song are you singing?"
   He asked looking at me.
I just stared at him,
   Shocked that he noticed my existance.

"Kiss Me." I replied
   Then turned away.
I then felt his cold hand 
   on my cheek, and his lips
Upon mine.

As we pull away,
   I hesitantly said,
"Kiss me is the name of the song."

"I know," he replied 
   pulling me closer.