Wednesday, October 19, 2011


i don't remember my first kiss.
was it tender?
was it innocent?
was it sweet?
i think so.
for in youth,
all is magical and nice.
our hearts are not broken yet.
our eyes are open only to bright futures.
my first kiss...
i dwell on it.
i feel it.
i won't let it go...
even though it's a wisp of smoke...
a figment of my imagination.
like a tender flower,
it lives on in my fantasy world.
i make it my reality,
even if it is only a myth
created by my mind.
i put it in my heart
my first kiss.

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