First Kiss

Delicate damsels danced While we slept, scintillating white gowned ballerina's Tumbled from the arms of the soft moon glow Until roof and garden sommulent lay Polar scapes' billowing clouds Harvesting winter's surprise Children's time, piled rolled white, carrot nose Eyes black as coal, stretched, moving Arms, legs busy windmills Heavenly forms mimicked, Transformed to soft angels Glistening in the crystalline air And when evening visited Bonfires blazed bright, hard crisp ice Suspended skaters on frozen water She stopped, turned. Moon light flooded Her soft fair face, red hair matched the fire's blaze and I was compelled Kissing her lips, holding kissing So many years ago, now only remembrances Soft shapes and shadows in aurora's memory