That first kiss,
when the world stops spinning,
dizzy because someone froze your heart,
as fever spreads from their lips,
motion pushing you forward,
into a river of electricity,
current carrying you far away,
from the you that lived only for yourself.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: August 8th, 2018 16:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Memories that haunt my summers.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
awe. so beautifully written. Your words were great.
Thank you so much!
This feeling.. so beautifully expressed.
If you could bottle this moment and keep it forever, how amazing that would be.
Thank you - that is a beautiful thought.
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