Hello everyone, happy Valentine’s Day, a day that is yes very commercialised but also kind of cute, allowing people to get sentimental and celebrate your relationship with someone.
In honour of this I thought I’d share a poem I wrote based around mine and my girlfriends first kiss that I posted onto my Tumblr originally.
Don’t worry it’s not gross and detailed!
Laying there hand in hand,
Slowly we look towards each other.
Then there you are, your lips pressed against me.
My lips pressed against you.
Suddenly my hands are entwined in your hair,
Pulling you closer,
Breathing you in.
And I know.
I know that I don’t want this to stop.
Our first kiss.
I don’t want it stop.
But well of course it has to,
Let’s get our breath back,
Smile at each other,
Look at each other.
Lay with each other,
your head on my chest.
Counting down the seconds to our second kiss.
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Sometimes it’d be nice if you made first contact,
It’s draining, all this complaining,
But it’s a fact.
Just speak to me.
I want to get to know you.
Instead your like an extraterrestrial,
Earthbound, sending out signals,
They’re pouring out in waves.
Yet all I get back is the static.
The hiss of the boom.