The thrill of a first kiss
The thrill of a first kiss, a spark in the air,
A moment suspended, fragile and rare.
The world holds its breath, time slips away,
As hearts race faster with each word we don’t say.
A soft brush of lips, the touch so sweet,
A trembling promise where our worlds meet.
The taste of the unknown, a thrill to the soul,
In that fleeting instant, we feel whole.
Eyes close in silence, the world fades to gray,
But in your arms, I want to stay.
The rush of the moment, the heat of the night,
A kiss that feels like everything’s right.
It’s not just the touch, but the spark that ignites,
The feeling of “us” in that soft, stolen flight.
A first kiss is magic, an untold delight,
A story unwritten, in shadows and light.
The thrill of it lingers, like warmth in the air,
A memory we’ll carry, tender and rare.
For in that first kiss, we’re more than we seem—
Two hearts entwined in a beautiful dream.