Every time your lips brush mine
Tingles run up and down my spine
Just like the first time you kissed me
In a secluded booth in the corner of the diner.
I was nervous but you were patient,
Waiting for me to be ready.
I gripped the edge of the table
To steady myself.
I was scared to mess this up,
To disappoint all the novels I had read
idolizing the first kiss.
I only get one chance to make this perfect.
I closed my eyes trying to center
My racing thoughts;
You can do this.
You can do this.
They silenced when you wrapped
Your arm around me,
Enveloping me in your warmth.
I lean into the feelings
And it's in that moment I know
I would be an idiot if I didn't kiss you.
I stared into your eyes,
Those beautiful sea glass eyes.
I felt myself leaning towards them,
And then it was bliss.
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Escapism
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I've written throughout my life showing my journey of mental health struggles, unhealthy relationships, my struggle with Christianity, and eventually finding some peace and happiness in my life. Before reading, please n...
