Like A Poetry...
Remember can not that first kiss.
Not very memorable.
Or was I a wet fish, inexperienced innocent
Or wasn't I in love enough,
My chosen one he was not.
Just a boy falling for me...So said he.
I knew not how to kiss.
His kisses excited not me.
Or was it lack of practice.
I know not!!!
Until you came along sending shivers through my spine.
Your voice that Celtic twang.
The look of you,
That Viking I've created in my mind.
I can remember that first kiss leaving me wanting.
Beneath the sunshine.
Whisperings intermingling in my, minds mind
Shakingly I closed my, eyes
I was holding on to you.
My hands upon your shoulders.
Just to steady me... so!
Your pheromones heightening my senses
Your muskiness playing havoc with me my mind
My senses having no defences when he's about at any time.
Kissing you that very first time.
The euphoria within me...
My imagination running wild.
Playing havoc in my mind, in a frenzy
I gave myself to you that noon day the very first time.
Inebriated by love or lust, I know not, matters not.
I was lost in your hold your arms.
Whispering touching experiencing love.
Hungrily I kissed your lips
The feeling mesmerising touching mine, your lips
Never knew it could such as this
Making love that very first time.
Dragging out of me this wanting initiating love
My Viking that I've built in the recesses of my mind, his hair wild.
It's redness like the sun burning, my blood
I let him lay his hands as no one has ever before.
My mind euphorically.
Incandescently his sweet nothings burning a hole in my mind.
My minds on fire my blood!!
As he said goodbye after such a short time.
My tears flowed like a river ...
A turbulent river.
White waters spuming from my eyes...
Now sitting by the riverside.
Across from the church, I see him cycling by.
Cascading floating in a whisper
Bare trees empty like my heart.
Shedding its leaves carpet like in a dream
The autumnal leaves swaying in the breeze
Above a canopy of yellow & golden light.
In the distance I see him coming
Was I dreaming in the eyes of my mind
Never expected him near, at any time!
I waited excitedly!
But, I had nothing to give.
Except, but, me!
Our first kiss
Like a poetry
By Connie James...
Not very memorable.
Or was I a wet fish, inexperienced innocent
Or wasn't I in love enough,
My chosen one he was not.
Just a boy falling for me...So said he.
I knew not how to kiss.
His kisses excited not me.
Or was it lack of practice.
I know not!!!
Until you came along sending shivers through my spine.
Your voice that Celtic twang.
The look of you,
That Viking I've created in my mind.
I can remember that first kiss leaving me wanting.
Beneath the sunshine.
Whisperings intermingling in my, minds mind
Shakingly I closed my, eyes
I was holding on to you.
My hands upon your shoulders.
Just to steady me... so!
Your pheromones heightening my senses
Your muskiness playing havoc with me my mind
My senses having no defences when he's about at any time.
Kissing you that very first time.
The euphoria within me...
My imagination running wild.
Playing havoc in my mind, in a frenzy
I gave myself to you that noon day the very first time.
Inebriated by love or lust, I know not, matters not.
I was lost in your hold your arms.
Whispering touching experiencing love.
Hungrily I kissed your lips
The feeling mesmerising touching mine, your lips
Never knew it could such as this
Making love that very first time.
Dragging out of me this wanting initiating love
My Viking that I've built in the recesses of my mind, his hair wild.
It's redness like the sun burning, my blood
I let him lay his hands as no one has ever before.
My mind euphorically.
Incandescently his sweet nothings burning a hole in my mind.
My minds on fire my blood!!
As he said goodbye after such a short time.
My tears flowed like a river ...
A turbulent river.
White waters spuming from my eyes...
Now sitting by the riverside.
Across from the church, I see him cycling by.
Cascading floating in a whisper
Bare trees empty like my heart.
Shedding its leaves carpet like in a dream
The autumnal leaves swaying in the breeze
Above a canopy of yellow & golden light.
In the distance I see him coming
Was I dreaming in the eyes of my mind
Never expected him near, at any time!
I waited excitedly!
But, I had nothing to give.
Except, but, me!
Our first kiss
Like a poetry
By Connie James...
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