The First Kiss
The First Kiss
Were you the first to kiss,
or was it I?
The first to notice me,
or one that caught my eye.
The one to touch my heart
and then my arm
Were you intrigued?
Were you alarmed?
Were you the one who
looked at my soul and knew.
Or was it I
that saw the same in you.
Were you the one charmed,
swept off your feet.
Or was it me, with your eyes of desire
and that chocolate oh so sweet.
Was it you that dreamed
of the times we would share.
Or was it I, who saw a woman
of grace, beauty, and flair.
Was it you that made me
laugh and cry at first.
Or was it I, who caused
you're best, your worst.
Was it you that decided
life with me would be well spent.
Or was it me, that thought
from God you were sent.
Were you the one who thought
of being my closest friend.
Or was it I who knew
that we would be together in the end.
I guess after all,
it doesn't matter.
Who was the former,
who was the latter.
What's important is we took a chance.
It looks like we didn't miss.
But I think that you really
were the first one to kiss.
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