Just in time for today's "Indie Kissing" blogfest, Every Day Poets published my poem about my first kiss.
NORTH AND SOUTH
That splish-splash summer night you chose me
with a touch of your toe and slow smile....
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I never did see that sweet guy again. His name was Russell Mc-Something-I-can't-remember. We exchanged a few letters, which was the death of that relationship. At 14, I was only going to invest in a long-distance relationship with a guy who was eloquent (he wasn't. Not even a little). :-D
Was your first kiss a wonderful memory or a not-so-great one?
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