So Long Ago
With headlamps dark, my car was parked
Where moonbeams bathed a summer night
When fragile fingers found my grasp
And floral fragrance of perfume
Imbued in me a rich desire
To cant my face and taste soft lips:
First kiss, first kiss, first sheer delight,
Her cool, fresh breath upon my cheek
As fingers, sleek, combed through my hair:
First kiss, first kiss, my throbbing heart,
Wide eyes adoring dismayed face
As hand of mine whisked silken cloth:
First kiss, first kiss, warm girlish curves,
Then bust, petite, beneath my palm,
A moment heady, flesh all numb—
First kiss, first kiss, so long ago.
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2017
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