That was the morning

I searched for a key

not to open a door

but the heart of the girl

in the schoolyard who hit me

for turning down

her promiscuous advances

but the key eluded me

and I finally gave in

letting her kiss my lips

for the first time, soon after

we incised two letters

on trunk of the tree

against which I leaned her

and explored her lines

when finally manhood arrived