laughing eyes
begin to smoulder,
leaning in
gentle touch,
lips spark
in the darkness
electricity
between us
laughing eyes
begin to smoulder,
leaning in
gentle touch,
lips spark
in the darkness
electricity
between us
Happy birthday, you said
bending over to kiss my cheek.
And with my fluttering heart and flaming blush
I decided that was my first kiss,
that all the others did not count.
Because I wanted my first kiss to come from you,
my heart believed it had.
Your kisses
make me melt into
tomorrow.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.