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..
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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