“Kiss” Me

The Look

Strephon kissed me in the spring,

Robin in the fall,

But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,

Robin's lost in play,

But the kiss in Colin's eyes

Haunts me night and day.

-- Sara Teasdale

This simple poem gave a big impact on me. For me, I interpreted it like this:
Strephon, Robin and Colin are three different men who most likely are suitors of this girl. She didn’t have a hard time in choosing her man. Strephon kissed her in spring, Robin in fall but Colin didn’t kiss her at all. Instead he just looked at her. For her, who experienced all the different kisses, Colin’s look was the best kiss because he didn’t do anything to get her attention but she clearly fell for his sweet smile to the extent of it haunting her night and day. “But your very first kiss changed all these...Something only you can do...” (lines from “I Believe In You” by N'SYNC featuring Joe)

Love indeed is sweet and unjustifiable. Why is it so hard to fathom? Why can’t the girl love the one who kissed her in spring? Isn’t it romantic to be kissed during a fresh season? How about during fall? Why did she choose the look which didn’t give any assurance of true love in return? Questions then just flood out of our minds. Well, people’s minds slow down, change a lot and don’t work that much when it comes to love. That’s what I think. Love doesn’t need any reason for its existence. One day you’ll get hit by it. You just don’t know why, when, where, how and by who. People enter my life telling me they me like for this and that. I appreciate them but I don’t give much attention on them. Maybe if someone will kiss me someday, I know I won’t take it as a kiss of something else but a kiss of nothing else. I’m sure I won’t fall in love just because of a kiss. I look for other things in the game called love. I may not play fair to others but I stick to my principles. I know that the “look” that I’m looking for may not be in the form of a kiss. Maybe it would be in the form of a smile, a song, a glance or a melody that I’ll hear in the wind. These simple things can make my heart melt. I’m probably not the type of person who falls for very sweet words (because I hate mushy things) or kisses. Maybe I’ll appreciate it more when you give me your million-worth smile, your unconscious hum or your friendly hug. There are many other things that will make me fall for someone. Time will come when someone will “kiss” me. I hope people will understand the difference between happiness in passionate love and bliss you rarely find in true love.