Remember the time when we first kiss
that the blood in our system made us feel tremulous.
Who in the world could ever imagine
our life would change within that first
moment we finished kissing.
When my lips were held warm with
your lips I felt my hands shaking
thinking if kissing you was right.
I guess when it comes to these types of things
nothing is right or wrong,
just happening at the moment
like a rhythm to a song.
My lungs started to struggle for air as I open
my eyes looking at the first person
I ever kissed on the lips.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.