At your first touch, my body is on fire,
I am consumed with so much desire.
Desire I’ve never felt; not sure what to do,
So I put all my trust in you.

You give me the softest kiss,
I’ve never experienced anything like this.
But I am scared; I tell you so,
You are gentle; you take it slow.

When it’s over I start to cry,
But I can’t really tell you why.
Am I ashamed? No, please, don’t think that’s it,
I told you not to quit.

My loss of innocence with you was bliss,
But now you, I will have to miss.
We will be torn apart by others,
I’d stay with you if given my druthers.

My young heart, yours too,
Have now been ripped, in two.
But we will always have this,
Which started with the softest kiss.

You’ll have your life; I’ll have mine.
But we will always remember this time.
I gave you something special; that I don’t regret,
And you, I promise I will never forget.
 

© 2001 Janice Jarnagin

 

 

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