That First Kiss Poem by Jeannette Heywood

That First Kiss



That first kiss, tingles down my spine.
Rain outside but I'm bathed in sunshine.

Lips trusting and tender.
To each other we surrender.

My heart and soul endeavour.
To be yours now and forever.

I gaze into your face.
My heart begins to race.

A million times lips touch.
It will never be too much.

From this day forward we are bound in wedded bliss.
To think this all started.... with that first kiss.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 08 January 2015

Nice piece of work; with the muse of kiss. Thanks for sharing this work with us. E.K.L.

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