Web Page For The Young Ethiopian Professional. Volume I   Issue XI    

 

Table of Contents

Note from the Editors

My Story

The Duel

The Kiss

Medfer

Love Ethiopian Style

The HellHole Diaries Part II

On Choices

Limousine Love

Between Good and Bad

Walking Him In My Shoes

Why I Love Her

His Hands

Top 10

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The Kiss
BY: Lelaqen Eseyemalehu

Boldly Stolen....
yet eagerly expected.
Smooth strong hands...
gently cupping a chin
Anticipation....
tickling the lips.

And a voice inside says:
"ere tey...tey tey..."

Drawn....
like a moth to a bonfire.
Knowing better...
yet overriding logic and reason.
gasping....
as a thumb gently slides over the lips..

And a voice inside says:
"be hig amlak! tey biyalehu!"

Nerves...
ready to devour the slightest touch

Drums...
beating up a storm in the chest
*boom* *boom* *boom*
The cannibals shall feast tonight!

Brain...
overwhelmed with information...
initiates emergency shut down sequence

Eyes....
obey and shut...
self control exits...
muttering "ayyeeeee, meches min yidereg"

In the darkness...

Nostrils...
let out a sigh..

and His lips brush mine

And a voice inside says:
"egziooooo meharene kiristos!!"


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