Font Color=darkvioletour. First. Kiss. (Song) Poem by Jane Meyer

(Another song. This one has a beat similar to Taylor Swift’s ‘Our Song’, but only kinda. And I know a part repeats, it’s my attempt at a chorus.)

I lay in bed
looking at the big, black, sky.
Trying to clear my head
and get some sleep.
But I just, keep on see’n’,
the same thing,
over and over agaaaaaaain.

And all I see is,
Your big green eyes,
staring back at me,
through the haze of thoughts and memories.
Your nice brown hair,
swept back and forth,
in that swift au-tumn breeze.
And the smile on your faaace.
Ohhh. Oh….
After our first kiss.

Everyday gets harder,
every second get longer.
My classes just aren’t pass’n’ by,
And my days are drag’n’ on.
‘Cause I can’t stop,
think’n’ about this one thing.
No, I can’t stop.
I don’t know what’s hap-pen-ning.
And I can’t stop,
No, it just won’t leave my mind.
‘Cause I can’t stop,
think’n’ about you…
And our first kiss.

Every time I close my eyes,
or let it slip: my con-cen-tra-tion
memories of last week’s date
go pass-n by.

And all I see is,
Your big green eyes,
staring back at me,
through the haze of thoughts and memories.
Your nice brown hair,
swept back and forth,
in that swift au-tumn breeze.
And the smile on your faaace.
Ohhh. Oh….
After our first kiss…

Our first kiss…

Oo, Oo. Yeah.

Our. First. Kiss.