First Love's First Kiss

There is nothing better
 Than an autumn breeze
 To liven that brisk cold air that
 Lingers in the late afternoon
 Of a beautiful day;

 A day in which I'll never forget
 When you led me to the woods
 Beyond the giant pond;
 The trees ahead opening up
 To make for us a clearing to enter.

 And with the warm sun at our backs
 We accepted the invitation
 And walked through this door of life,
 The birds and squirrels
 Making way for us.

 And in those woods we crept
 Through crunching leaves that timidly
 Broke the silence.
 I found a little space
 Where leaves covered the ground
 And moss grew quietly.

 There we sat
 And spoke of things that mattered--
 Not just words to fill the silence.
 Ordinarily I hated silence
 But this day I treasured it.

 After a few awkward minutes of hearing
 Only the wind through the trees,
 You took my hand--
 And I smiled as your fingers
 Danced with mine.

 And then you kissed me
 And I took it willingly,
 As my heart raced with joy.
 I gazed into your welcoming eyes,
 Never wanting to look away.



 And there we kissed, as the
 Breeze blew and the sun disappeared.
 Love knows no boundaries
 And this counts especially for time.
 The hours passed without care,
 And so did my worries for all else.

 I displayed the delicate bouquet of
 Leaves that I intertwined with
 Great care, as a tribute to our bond
 That made me feel whole.

 I touched your face and was pleased with its softness.
 You asked me what I was thinking about
 And I was shy and hesitant in my response.
 I finally surrendered honestly to my pride, replying
 With "how I could stay here forever."
 You smiled, and my heart melted with ease.

 We sat there, embraced in warmth until
 Darkness emerged, reminding us that
 Time passes even while standing still.
 And so we rose to leave this world,
 Which I insisted must be a dream.
 I wished to bottle this magic
 So as to hold and cherish it forever.

 We stood finally, attempting to depart
 From this wooded splendor.
 We made our way, hand in hand, out from
 Beneath the trees that so kindly
 Sheltered our innocence
 And back into the busy world of reality
 That inevitably awaited our return.

 Now conscious of our surroundings:
 A society too often blind of any other forms of love--
 I desperately stole one last kiss.
 My heart continued to beam with this
 New energy... this new light...
 That failed not to glow.

 And I thought how, at this very moment,
 My life as I knew it could perish
 And crumble beneath my feet...
 And I will have died
 Fulfilled and complete.