First Taste
A Poem for the Never Been Kissed and Deeply Missed by Society's sweet lips
First Taste
Can you believe it?
Thirty-four years
before I held someone’s hand.
I thought
I might share my first kiss with him.
But he kissed our chances goodbye
the moment he ignored
my drunk I miss you text.
Jesse’s girl—
I was never meant to be.
Still, it made me wonder
what the person I give my first kiss to
will taste like.
Friendship
with a flirty playfulness.
A cowboy with a mustache—
whiskey rye,
risk,
and security.
Or maybe
a pretty wildheart with curves,
a beautiful smile,
kisses that taste like
accepting myself
authentically.
Time will tell.
I’ll set my fears aside
and hope
that my first kiss
after all these years
tastes like solid choices—
choices even my inner child
is proud of.
About the Creator
Chelsea DeVries
4 x award winning author of Sticks and Stones: Full Story Edition. Writer of stories with vivid imagery, emotive realness, and characters that you will fall in love with one page at a time. I also run The Smart Cookie Philes.
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