A Poet's Ink-Stained Thoughts

First Kiss...

Walking down the stairs,
You stopped me & said,
Let's have our first kiss first,
Then we'll leave

I pushed you aside,
Said let's go,
Walking along the road
Remember our first walk?

You kept on speaking,
I loved listening to you, then,
Holding hands
Let no one see us

Were then at my home,
Talking about it all,
Just seventeen you were,
Remember how we used to talk?

Asking how serious for you I was,
You came close,
Didn't let me speak,
We had our first kiss...