In our first meeting
We sat side by side
And got very close.
She kept her head
On my shoulder
And felt the warmth
Of love in her limbs.
I read the eyes
So appealing
And pure like a rose.
She spoke and whispered
What the heart desired
And after nervous attempts
She kissed and bit my lips.
Wounded and swollen
My lips turned badly.
In my fleshy lips
The kiss felt insipid,
But it expressed
Her true love.
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Nicely crafted love poem reflecting a passionate expression of feelings by the beloved through her first kiss. Thanks, Moloy.