The first kiss
Heart beating uncontrollably
Breath catching in the throat
Fingers clammy, legs shaking
Not knowing how, but bravely
With red face, using tongue
The languid kiss
Holding her head tenderly
Looking deep into
Her beautiful eyes
Knowing certainty that this
Woman will be his wife
The hurried kiss
Struggling into the coat
The baby crying
Have to get to work
Brushing lips, quickly
On the way out the door
The last kiss
Holding her gnarled hands
Saying goodbye with our eyes
Bending down slowly
Putting our faces together
With lips softly touching eternity
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 12th, 2017 10:08
- Category: Love
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Wonderfully expressed good sir.
Thank you so much good sir yourself!
Kissing is quite quite glorious. But when u pull it apart its a bit weird too.
Damned enjoyable tho. Here in UK kissing has the nickname snogging.
burning-embers, thank you for this gloriously educational comment, LOL!
With weird, are you thinking of the funny sound it sometimes makes when the lips part? Love that combination of the words glorious, weird, and enjoyable in your comment.
You are most welcome. Forget i ever said weird, kissing is amazing, instinctive, educational, envigorating, raunchy, fun, essential, empowering, knackering, enlightening, delete knackering, entertaining and non hallucinogenic oddly.
Such a tender write - beautiful piece.
Thank you Michael. If you really think about what a kiss can be, can mean, can feel. It is astonishing what this simple act of touching lips together can do to a person.
I do agree - I was talking to an Irishman yesterday who described the different types of love: for a wife, for your children, for your god etc - might make a good poem.
Go for it, I would love to read it. (And soon please!!!) 🙂
You covered the subject so well. A beautiful work that of yours. I myself made a rendition to the subject on my poem (A kiss) but only romantic kiss. You covered it entirely. Thank you
I don't know why, but I do like to compare things over a lifetime. Maybe it is because I am older now and do have something to compare. Wrote another poem about "old love", but I don't think it is good enough yet to publish.
Thank you so much for your kind comment.
PS: I did read your poem, but will go back to it to read it again (I have the memory of a fish....about 3 seconds!) 🙂
Hahaha! Me too. I always say that I don't keep too much on my mind so I have space for new things. I always have to go back and read.
The kiss, as it evolves over time in a relationship ... what an enchanting theme! A fine poem, made even better by the hauntingly beautiful last line, Thank you for gifting us with this one, Fred!
You are too kind with your comment Louis. I do appreciate it!
Surprised me with a tear jerker! Well done
So bloody beautiful Fred
I love this so much friend
Thanks so much P.H., coming fro you it really means a lot!
A wonderful poem about sharing kisses over a lifetime---superb!
Thank you Christina. As we get older, life changes. So do the kisses, and everything else. But it is not a change for the worse, on the contrary, like wine it gets better with age.
You've made my eyes leak. Gosh. Just gosh.
Heather, if you keep on writing comments like this my eyes are gonna leak as well. Have to say though that I like the Gosh, just Gosh!!!!
Very good write and the last stanza is so meaningful.
Thank you Goldfinch! The last stanza is the one I am afraid of.
Good shit man, liked " holding her head tenderly"
We all try, don't we? Thank you for reading it.
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