Kiss Me Poem by Emma Jane Pearson
Kiss Me
On that cold winters day I recall:
The sky was grey and,
The wind tormented us so.
You whispered gently in my goose pimpled ear:
'Are you cold'.
You hugged and held me tightly,
Pulling me even closer into your chest;
Acting like an extra layer of clothes
To keep me warm and safe, like
I was the last person alive in the world.
Finally you lent in and kissed me so sweetly;
I swear the world stopped spinning, and
The realization of my life had been found,
All in that one conquering kiss-
I even thought that nothing would ever matter again...
Anna, this was certainly 'a kiss to build a dream on'. I could imagine the cold night and that extra layer of clothes to keep you safe and the wind and its torment. Well done! This is a magical poem. Karin Anderson
i swear i felt the same when i kiss my boyfriend nice sweet poem keep going
this is very sweet. The imagery and emotion are palpable as if I were kissing you as I read it. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:30:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
that was so classy...keep up the good work! maybe when you have the time you can check mines out? holla back!