First Kiss

My First Kiss


There was no starlight in my first kiss.
No fireworks flamed the sky.
In fact, my boyfriend even missed.
Five-year-olds are often shy.

They say a kiss is like a melody.
But he heard none and hid in shame,
Thinking he'd committed some felony,
Or that I'd assign the blame.

Of course, I did no more than smile.
Heaven comes in the strangest ways.
I found no discredit to his style.
Love is sweet, even when it's play.

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