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Apr 2016
The sunset's engulfing the district
I'm fixing my shirt, prepped for the visit

I hug him at the pavement,
an infinite walk,
hands held, intimate statement


My palms are sweating,
mentally hard pressed,
asking myself “how”?
I’m staring at her now

Nothing else matters now
The field's all around us
and truly, it’s all about her now

The cutest boy that I have ever known
He’s closing in, and I hope
I’m no longer alone.


The prettiest girl that I have ever seen,
four-leaf clover is with me
right as I lean closer

I felt it.
The flow of his hair,
My arms around him
I’m loving the passion that we share.


I felt it.
The warmth of her breath,
touching her skin, I remembered
that I’d never forget

Did I disgust him?
No! I think I messed it up!
Try not to cry or react,
haven’t confessed enough.


A little bit of saliva,
a bit disgusting, really,
and my reaction upset her,
but I was acting silly

Even apologized,
the hurt was in her eyes
changing my tone and I kiss her

And in that moment, I was…
And in  that moment, I was…

Ready to grow her a garden,
keep her from looking dour,
so I present her a lily
at the eleventh hour

Ready to darken the skies
just to give him the stars,
and shine a light on this boy,
my angel from afar


Getting some dirt on my fingers
to hand her happiness,
steal the earth to give her the world,
make her the happiest

Take on the role of the moon;
the night sky at its darkest
can’t use its shadows against him
while I’m guiding him through


Now it ended too soon, but it felt like forever
Now it ended too soon, but it felt like forever

Made her a promise that time
will keep us here together

I’m falling for him,
If I’m being honest.
Wanting to be here "forever"?
He just made me a promise!


The kiss was worth the visit.
Her lips tasted very fruity,
least I’d proven that
cooties never existed!

A naïve girl,
Trapped in my crazy world
Many years later, a woman
dealing with daily hurdles


A loudmouth boy,
now a man of my word,
want to reclaim what we had
when that moment occurred

I’m missing him (I’m missing her)
I'm missing him (I'm missing her)

With that moment between us...

...I dream of kissing him.
...I dream of kissing her.
**Loosely based on my first kiss ^_^
Cyrus Gold
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Cyrus Gold  Somewhere in the Americas
(Somewhere in the Americas)   
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