I wonder what I would do
if you tried
to kiss me on
the first date.
I wonder if you'd
kiss my cheek first,
and then move
your lips across
and meet my lips
in a soft kiss.
I wonder if
a woman's lips
feel the same
as Aaron's,
or if they feel
even softer
and taste even
sweeter than his.
I can't imagine
anyone else's lips
being sweeter
than his.
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I Was She
Poetry[Complete] A series of poems and short stories tell the sad tale of a breakup, of rejection, and of finding new love. From losing her soulmate to learning to see the world from a different perspective, M.A. Rivers writes down every last feeling that...
