Loves First Kiss Poem by Phil Soar
Loves First Kiss
By the time I surrendered to loves first kiss
The playfround was empty except for poor miss
My teacher was quite lost, when I met her embrace
With a magical moment, a kiss on her face
I was five and she simply was love at first sight
I would go to bed early and dream of her at night
And junior school was a wonderful place
Because of my teacher, and her smiling face
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