Rare, elusive and pure torture
you can’t possibly begin to imagine what
a half kiss is unless you’ve had one.
One moment it’s inside your mouth
melting your lower lip
you let out a barely audible gasp
and poof – it’s gone
just as its flavor begins to hits you.
Sometime earthy, sometime peppery
but mostly bookish, as sinfulness should be
like a jug full of Feni on a lazy afternoon.
Flighty and flagrant even on good days
a half kiss can seriously jeopardize
your search for happiness.
Like a blob of gum you step on carelessly
it tends to stick to your soul
gnawing it silently.
Half life of any half kiss is way longer
than regular kiss of any variety
typically, a lifetime.
Half Kiss originally appeared in In-Flight Magazine.
Nalini Priyadarshni’s lives in India and her work has appeared at numerous magazines and international anthologies including Mad Swirl, Camel Saloon, Dukool, In-flight Magazine, Poetry Breakfast, The Riveter Review, The Open Road Review and The Yellow Chair.