Jun 2015
I remember our first kiss.
How I was so embarrassed,
So reluctant,
to let my lips to find yours.
And now I chuckle
at the handprints revealed
in my car's
foggy windows.
How I was so embarrassed,
So reluctant,
to let my lips to find yours.
And now I chuckle
at the handprints revealed
in my car's
foggy windows.
6.18.15
Written by
Alyssa Rose
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