1998... my how things change.

CHANGEinWAVESCHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
edited December 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
This is a poem I wrote in High school soon after meeting my soon to be ex husband.
I just found it unpacking things and thought I'd share:)

First Kiss

I feel his touch
the softness of skin
the feeling of love
the tension within.

Now that he's close
his embrace is pure bliss
nothing can be the same
finally, we kiss.

My body trembles
my heart skips a beat
my knees shake
my life is complete.

His lips so sweet
his taste still remains
this feeling I feel
cannot be sustained.

He holds me close
hugs me tight
whispers in my ear
"I love you" and "Goodnight".

With those few words
the butterflies take over
I'm not drunk on love
but I'm not fully sober.
"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
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Comments

  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    that blush of young love is a beautiful thing isnt it?
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • that blush of young love is a beautiful thing isnt it?
    i suppose....
    goes along with that phrase.... "young and dumb".... if only I knew.
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
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