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Today I was thinking
About my first kiss
It’s really hard for me
Because it was so long ago
And to be brutally honest
Drugs 
   Have taken their toll
              On what is left of my memory
It was back in the time
Of building hot rods
                     And cruising Main Street
Which for me was Chester Ave. in Bakersfield, Calif.
I was perhaps 13 
                     Cruising the strip
         With a buddy of mine named Warren
            Though his last name eludes me 
Lost forever in the archives of dust
At 13 I looked 18 which was a good thing
Because the girls we met 
                                 Bordered 18
And I do remember
That I was scared to death
One girl was ok
The other was, “Oh my God”
                                      BEAUTIFUL
And I latched onto her
                   Like a junkyard dog
Does a thief in the middle of the night
And the one girl rode with Warren
               In his car
And I rode with the other
         In her car
And I suggested we drive 
Out to Hart Park
We all sat together
                         Drank some beer
                        Smoked some pot
Then her and I walked 
                     Down by the Kern River
Near the spot where I 
                         Had watched my Mother drown
                              And I told her the story
And there in the moonlight
Lost in the beauty
                        Of her eyes
She ask, “How old are you anyway”
I wanted to say 18 
                       I wanted to lie
But she was so beautiful
                         That all I could say
     Is that I was 13
I expected her to get so mad
But instead
                She asked,
       “Have you ever even kissed a girl”?
The answer was
                    “No”
And as burnt out as my memory is
I will never forget
                     The mischievous look
                                         In those beautiful eyes 
Like a lioness
                About to pounce on her prey
How her lips
                Seemed as soft as a cloud
And her skin
                Was like nothing I had ever touched
And she took me away
                          To a place I had never been
She taught me
                     How to love
                              Far beyond my years
And through all the years
                                Known as the hell of my life
She is the only person
                       I only knew for a minute
                                     That I could never forget


Written for John's Contest.
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