'The First Kiss' Poem by Curtis Baskerville

The first kiss was like a perfect wish
Lip to lip and hand on your hip, I slowly lay upon the first kiss.
Chills course through my body like taking a double shot of Bacardi.

It was as if my soul left my body for those couple moments, but of course being a man I couldn’t show it.
I never felt the way I did, the moment we took a step further then being friends.

Your kisses can never become old, because the feeling of your kisses will forever be in my soul.