That moment when innocence was lost! The Foureyed Poet.
Can you remember your very first kiss
the tension the pressure the bliss
as the heart rate increased a blush
adrenaline high legs turn to mush
closing of the eyes hoping lips meet
then release the sensation sweet!
The first hurdle on the passion trail
that moment achieved both exhale
thinking the second an easy task
wishing you had on a facial mask
but that closeness you want more
from then on it’s an open door!
Can you recall that first thrilling kiss
that moment do you still reminisce
those days when life was without fear
all your actions seemed sincere!
The Foureyed Poet.