First Kiss MAG

October 26, 2013
By nanners98 GOLD, Brentwood, California
nanners98 GOLD, Brentwood, California
12 articles 0 photos 4 comments

It was dark
I scaled the walls
Feeling them with shaking hands
Laughter was heard from outside the door
Probably my friends messing around
Unaware of my absence
I'm conscious of hands on my sides
He said he wanted to talk
What an odd way to start a conversation.

I could see the outline of his face through the dim light
Knowing that behind the shadows
Were the coffee eyes I melted in every day
I could feel them pulling through the haze
Slowly closing as he pulled my waist to his
And then soft hands on my cheeks
Pressure on my lips
Hello foreign tongue,
Nice weather today
What an odd way to start a conversation.

My eyes were wide open
And I know that's not how you're supposed to kiss
(Not from experience or anything)
But I couldn't grasp the situation
Years and years I had been waiting for this
It was great
Made my heart flutter in all the right ways
About halfway in I realized
The back of my hand was a very bad kisser
But at least it didn't drag me into an empty fire escape
What an odd way to start a conversation.

After a few minutes I pulled away
Lips tingling
I could feel the blood rushing to my head
Swinging my vision in violet loops
I looked up and could see him finally
My eyes adjusting to the gloom
He smiled and stroked my hair
“I thought you wanted to talk”
“You should have seen that coming”
“Maybe”
What an odd way to start a conversation.



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on Oct. 30 2013 at 6:48 pm
abividrey SILVER, Delphi, Indiana
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haha very good, cute poem. I loved it. :) <3

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on Oct. 30 2013 at 3:51 pm
Red546 GOLD, Warrenton, Georgia
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Well done. That one really hit home for me because I'd probably be thinking the same thing! :) I say it again, well done.

on Oct. 30 2013 at 2:00 pm
nelehjr DIAMOND, Lingle, Wyoming
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Favorite Quote:
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

I l♥ve this! You tell such a beautiful story through poetry! She's still so confused and yet she's met a right of passage and she's scared, and wow! I wish I had time to say more but...Yeah!

on Oct. 30 2013 at 9:04 am
Demoderby PLATINUM, Pontiac, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
All that we see or dream is but a dream within a dream
-Edgar Allen Poe

Wow... I think that was really nice to read. Good Job :)


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