Last First-kiss

When we first kissed on that third date
something inside said you'd always wait
and if you did complain that i was late
it wouldn't be cos you were mad
you'd be far more relieved than sad
all night waiting for me
anxiously stewing there
adorning my valentine's gift in your hair
diamonds in your eyes, lips of topaz
melting men's hearts with your jazz
but waiting only for me

I'd barely found my seat in the dark
when you drew me into your heart
by planting 1000 soft kisses across my face
if only Eden were such a place
where summer rain never felt so pleasant
and the future seemed to blur past and present
revealing my life as i wished it to be
no matter what, just wished you with me

And as our lips brushed
petals of delicate velvet crushed
sending this rush through my pelvis
softening steel, bending bone
sending me home...

when we kissed that night, at once i knew
that my last first-kiss had been with you.


To be in your arms every lovers' day, lady. There's your answer. JR.