My First Kiss
My First Kiss
It was definitely not her first kiss
But my first kiss, went a little like this.
I felt her tender lips
Brushing my skin first, then she pressed closer.
I felt her warm breath, her heart beating faster with excitement
She kissed my forehead and then my eyes.
She wrapped her arms around me tighter
In a way that went through my body and touched my soul.
I snuggled closer into her big bosom
Licking her, a sweet smell of sweat and love.
Entangled in my fingers were strands of her brown hair
I felt invincible, like nothing can get in between us, not even air.
She played with my fingers, my sweet angel
An immediate bond was made forever.
My upturned nose or bald head did not seem to bother her
Or any of my imperfections that flustered others later.
She cradled my vulnerability to sleep in her secure arms
As I latched on to her bare breasts for my survival.
She stroked my head gently
As I drifted off to sleep peacefully.
I woke up later suddenly, and cried
When I felt quills poking my tender skin
I heard her saying, “Isn’t she adorable”
The broad-built man with two-day old bristles
Carrying me delicately in his arms, replied
“Our sweet little daughter will conquer the world”
There were many more kisses thereafter
But my first kiss, went something like this
You may wonder how I do remember
That happened ages ago!
Well, I just know it, and I feel it, right now
As I kissed my little angel for the first time
And rocked her to sleep.