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In Memories of Thrill of Her First Kiss

In Memories Of Thrill Of Her First Kiss In memories of thrill of her first kiss I had felt joy but never deep like this In my dreams this treasure I now so miss Love with a raven hair beauty named Cris Sweet magnificent treasure was her lips We majestically flew in our trips Pleasures natural and truly sublime Fine gems I will remember for all time Found love in late summer of sixty-nine I became hers and her love became mine Bliss was not destined to forever last Her kiss, the sweetest jewel in my past Night dreams, her lips touch, my soul does feel Oft I wake, feasting on thrill of that meal In memories of thrill of her first kiss I see my first true love, raven haired Cris A past lover that gave her greatest gift Kisses that my young soul did so uplift In that blissful moment our lips first met We knew not all our love would soon beget Nights of longings and aching times apart Epic passion born in each eager heart Utter joy, bodies melded those hot nights Only our passion existed in our sights Found was her kiss and first love's deep reward We strolling down paradise boulevard Dear memories, love born from her first kiss Of my lost beauty, my raven haired Cris Robert J. Lindley, 4-27-2017 Double Sonnets Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 Total # Syllables: 280 Total # Words: 214 Note- I rarely ever write double sonnets but this subject and the inspiration found in dmp's, First Kiss Thread, warranted a special poem as I promised to compose. Added note- Analysis from the author's memory and dreams of youth and what truly happened. Before the kiss came, existed only desire--but after the kiss, the entire universe exploded into unimaginable levels of joy and pleasures, time became an enemy that kept us apart.. (and eventually ended our paradise!) The poem is about the memory of the the girl( Cris, my first), but only as known through the gateway of that first kiss. Showing that the power of that first kiss, eager lips meeting and the sun exploding, birthed all that followed.... These days, such may seem an antiquated notion(with so many girls eager to kiss other parts)--but nevertheless such is the deep and true power of a first kiss when one meets a soulmate(first love). This from the author's perspective as it is based upon my young life and my short time with her... Such short time that birthed a lifetime of treasured memories... As we are what we have been, what we hold dear and how we have lived ..... the present being only a temporary step into what we will continue to become..

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Date: 4/27/2017 10:19:00 PM
Into the night with her you went...a joy to read Robert; the last lines are perfect in each stanza and it speaks like a great love scene in a movie. Bravo brother;-)
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Date: 4/27/2017 7:19:00 PM
What a sweet memory. Absolutely beautiful, Rob, a fave! I love epic poem like this one. So sweet and dear to the heart :)
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Date: 4/27/2017 11:50:00 AM
This was beautiful Robert and beautifully written. I could feel the desire and the longing and the memories of that love, that first kiss float from the page. really nicely done my friend.
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Date: 4/27/2017 10:33:00 AM
Exceptional poem down memory lane of romance...passion and love...A fave Robert.
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