It Was My First Kiss/ My Impression Of Hers Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
It Was My First Kiss/ My Impression Of Hers
It was my first kiss
Interspersed with her sighs and sobs,
The red rose splashed with the dews.
She seemed to be red rose
And I looking back
In amazement and admiration.
A red rose into the hands of mine,
The mistress of mine
And I proposing never to part ways.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
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