Your first kiss
I did not know what to expect
Slowly as you neared me
I went into a pause
But soon as our lips touched
Butterflies I felt inside
Soft and tender
Yet with a tingling sensation
Your second kiss
I knew would even be better
For every second that passed
our first kiss
I wished it had never ended
Your third kiss
Was very warm and sweet
Right there and then
From head to toe I became weak
Losing all thoughts and my breath
Your fourth kiss
I must shamelessly say
I don't remember
What I do know is every kiss there
after has given me more than what
I had bargained for.
Your Kiss is filled with...
warmth...
tenderness...
seduction...
wanting...
longing...
love...
Your last kiss
Filled me with sadness
For I not knew when our lips
would meet again
In the mean time I'll just close my
eyes and treasure these kisses
as I await for....
