My First Kiss

Poem By Richard Lackman

I still remember my first kiss though fourty years have passed
The beauty of the moment and the thrill will ever last
Etched into my memory as words into a stone
Clearer than the clearest night that I have ever known

The dazzling beauty of her face would shame the fairest rose
Description of her wood brown eyes defies the finest prose
Her full lips seemed to beckon in the fading light of day
Like some heavenly creation so what could I do but stay

We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed endless time
Then as we kissed church bells nearby by chance began to chime
The kiss went on and on as I hoped it would never end
While I longed for the relationship that this kiss would portend

I held her in my arms as one would hold a fragile vase
Then opening my eyes I felt my body all ablaze
When finally it ended I knew this had been a kiss
That would leave me bound forever in the depths of love's abyss

I never will forget the utter pleasure I embraced
With both our lips together in my memory encased
This was a gift to treasure for all time and I know well
This gift that I was given by my beautiful Danielle

Comments about My First Kiss

I held her in my arms as one would hold a fragile vase Then opening my eyes I felt my body all ablaze When finally it ended I knew this had been a kiss That would leave me bound forever in the depths of love's abyss Beautiful Danielle..... lovely poem of expression of love and desire and passion. thank you dear poet.. tony
Great poem of reminiscence, Just can't remember that first kiss.
Wow! That was awesome! Took me back to my first kiss! Sweet memories.
Dr. Lackman, that was awesome. It took me back in my life when time stood still. Thank you for posting that.
first kiss never to forget. a sweet and lovely write


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