the first kiss

As my cheek pressed against his
With my lips just barely
Brushing his ear.
I held his face with one hand
And whispered ever so softly,
So seductively.
“Are you sure
You don’t want to know
What my lips
Taste like?”
As I said the word, “lips”
I ran my thumb gently
Across his lips.
I could feel the rush
As he was overcome with desire.
Our hearts thumping loudly
In the silence of the moment.
Franticly, he grabbed me with all his might
And kissed me deeply.
Passionately!
Feverishly!
Endlessly!

Our first kiss again,
As felt only
In my dreams

Emily-.