A Seduction: Stick-People Kissing Poem by Lonnie Hicks

It was working late,
hours in that office together
the comfortableness;
the small talk
and the shared work.

You held my arm
to trace along the blackboard
the picture of the stick-people
we drew in the crowd.

So close.

You began to trace
two stick people
one kneeling
and the bubble over his head
said
'I love you.'
I said:
'What are you doing? '
You said: 'Don't talk to me
say it with the stick people.'

I drew my stick lady with a bubble
saying
'Are you talking to me? '
You drew and bubbled
'Must be, you the only
beautiful stick lady in this drawing.'

'Humm, ' I said,
need a little more than that.
Who's talking stick-man or you? '

'Of if you must know
stick-man is my wing-man
It is you
I love.'

I bubbled back
my stick-lady saying
'xxxx
hearts and kisses'

The next day in the conference room
on that blackboard
were two stick-people
arms wrapped around each other
kissing.