Make Room for Poetry

by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff



First Kiss

Head spinning, skin stewing

Tongue numbing, heart stopping

Pout, pucker, wet smacker

Slight laughter, slow, faster!

Oh sweet lips, such pure bliss

Near hit-miss, my first kiss

first kiss

It Starts Out as Friendship

We are five rows and three seats apart
But there is an understanding between us
That results in our synchronized snorts of laughter
Every time our English teacher mispronounces a word
Like clockwork, your head turns to mine
When the class know-it-all gives a long, confusing answer to a simple question
Right on schedule, you drop by the clinic
To check up on my tummy ache after an extemporaneous speech
And while you still have no clue, I have already known for quite some time
That we are writing the greatest love story that has yet to be told.

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