She was still so young, yet had already loved very deeply and been heartbroken and
lost.
She started to question the value of this unattainable thing called love, wonder if
it was worth the cost.
You had arrived at her place of work one day and even her guarded soul was taken
quite by surprise,
the way it made her feel when you smiled and looked into her eyes.
She still remembers that night in your apartment, slowly moving to rest her head
on your shoulder.
The fireplace crackled, making the room a little less colder.
Hands reached out to gently caress her face, her cheeks felt hotter than the fire
and for a fleeting moment she questioned her situation in this place.
She was suddenly staring into his eyes and realized she had never seen such deep
shades of blue.
Lips tenderly kissed her own, it had been such a long time since her last kiss,
was this the right thing to do?
He moved slowly away, waiting, letting her make the next move.
Caution was then thrown aside, passionately she returned his kiss, this to herself
was something she now needed and had to prove.
He nibbled her top lip, teasing more with each bite.
New feelings were running through her, this was right.
Stars and fireworks were going off, kisses that made her head spin.
Consumed by the heat of passion, was this love or lust she had just fallen in?
The lust has faded but their love still grows, they just celebrated twelve years
and that second first kiss erased all her past doubts and fears.
Author notes
first kiss with second love
A contest entry
- Second First Kiss (Note To Idiots: READ THE CONTEST CONTENT BEFORE ENTERING!) by Frodofan.
450 points, ended August 8, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Nicely done. Could have had a more exact rhythm and line length, but very good. The story's good. Kind of seems like it came to an end too quickly, but otherwise good. Thanks for actually entering something that fits the contest. I really do appreciate that.
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wasn't sure where to go with this. it sort of came to me as i was writing. may work on making it better if you think i can. thank you for the nice comment.
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