Peter Dome Poet Verse

Kissing For Beginners

Kissing For Beginners.

Do you recall your first kiss
That was supposed to fill you with heavenly bliss
But filled you with nervous anticipation
It looked simple enough on telly
But I had butterflies in my belly

I hated girls when I was a kid
I’d rather kiss a pregnant pig
But suddenly I noticed
They looked so pretty
Well some did on Laughton commons
White City

They smelled nice
I thought they tasted like strawberry and cream
I’d daydream
At school
And all day long
With a lovely warm feeling inside
And long wonderful sighs

I’d fall in love with  a new girl every week
But my tongue was tied
And I couldn’t speak

I’d worry about getting my first kiss right
So much I couldn’t sleep at night
Do you suck or blow
Where does your tongue go
What if she was taller or smaller than me
What if our lips didn’t fit
Do you have to move your lips around a bit

They called snogging French kissing
But did you have to Be French
What if I slavered too much
And she got drenched

What if her teeth got in the way
If I got it wrong
What would I say

I’d practice on the back of my hand
And my pillow
But not  on our snotty bulldog willow
Oh no

Kissing
Was something I knew I had to do
But I didn’t have a clue

Then one day
Out of the blue
The heavens opened and an Angel appeared 
By the side of a rusty old garage in some nettles
It was a girl I knew
I was drawn and transfixed on her suspicious lips
Like a month to a flame
I even knew her name
Ethel

With a glint in her eyes
And lovely smelling hair
Her lips pouted like a trout
I slowly walked up to her
I was finally going to know
What love was all about

The butterflies fluttered in my tummy
I was like a bee making honey
We finally stood face to face
I could feel her breath
And my heart began to race
I held her in my arms
And our lips finally met
Her breath smelt and tasted like a cigarette
Our lips didn’t fit right
There was no suction
And I held her too tight

I was so embarrassed 
I could have crawled in a hole
Besides that, she had a cold

I ended up in bed with flu for a week
I had a bad head
And laid in bed
So poorly

Where was that magic spark
And the falling stars after dark
The sound of an Angels symphony
Well I'm sorry it never happened to me

Eventually, I got it right 
It felt lovely in my belly and my heart
I loved it that much
The parents would have to pull us apart

I was told many a time I was a great kisser
As for my first kiss
I didn’t miss her

How I miss a cuddle and a kiss 
Wrapped up in someone's arms
On the sofa watching an old movie
A good bottle of wine
And Belgium chocs
And a bag of crisps
Ahhh
My idea of bliss.

So if you are young and long 
For your first kiss
And bliss 
Take your eyes off your phone
Remember to take out your cigarette first
You don’t want to burn them
Or boy does it hurt

Your lips like mine will eventually fit
If you move them
Around a bit




Peter Dome©2019.

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Anne-Lise Andresen May 17, 2019 at 8:36 AM - Everyone kisses everyone ... today ... and they start at a very young age ... - A poem that gave me a smile, Peter ... because I remember my first kiss :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Peter Dome May 19, 2019 at 9:03 AM Hi my friend so true. they get younger, So glad it made you smile. hope you are keeping well. take good care. My very best wishes. Pete.

Gershon Wolf May 16, 2019 at 11:38 AM An absolute barrel of monkeys, Peter. I so enjoyed every line of this romp. Kudos to you for bringing back those long-forgotten feelings and tremors. Happy Thursday! Best wishes, Gershon Peter Dome May 19, 2019 at 9:05 AM Thank you so much friend. so glad you enjoyed it. No one wants to kiss me now. but my first traumatic kiss will last forever. haha. take good care. Pete.