First Kiss by Janet Harper

We were friends since childhood, now teenagers

He walks me home like he has done many times before.

A warm summer night with an occasional cool breeze

This time it’s different, our eyes met in a different way

Butterflies tickle my insides as he brushes up against me.

I start to tremble with anticipation as he grabs my hand,

Knees weak and shaking beneath me, as he takes me in his arms.

I melt into him, my heart beating hard and fast,

As he kisses me under the star lit night.

Copyright © Janet Harper 

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