He kissed me only once
I remember it that much.
An echo of a kiss
oh his lips I miss
The memory burns wild
not the kiss of a child.
Too passionate for that
I'm not over that kiss yet.
An echo of a kiss
brought unrequited bliss.
A love that may never end
echoing again and again.
Debbie Wagoner 7/15/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just beautiful Debbie, and sooooooooo romantic too. *sigh*. A 10+++++ Love & hugs, Barbara