A tender moment captured in time,
surrounding me, owning me.
To still feel the brush of hesitant lips
whilst savouring the blissful night air.
Taking into custody this precious instant,
and embedding it steadfastly
within my memories for recollection
on lonely, grey, solitary days.
Preserving this enchanted feeling,
overwhelming and devouring me,
still marvelling in the unexpected joy it brings.
Imploring it to never leave me,
but forever to be tied to the alchemy created,
by that first kiss
The first is always remembered. True love remembers the next thousand and counting. So romantic and beautiful. Thank you Lodigiana.10+++++
Absolutely! no matter how long ago..the memory will always be there....thank you so much for your kind comments..so pleased you enjoyed it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you so much Ric for finding this one! there is nothing quite like the memory of that wondrous...or maybe otherwise! ...first kiss! ..Really appreciate your comments. Lodigiana x