It was Valentine when we had our first kiss.
Two years after we first met,
I met you down the aisle,
Excited, exhilarated, and all but exhausted by the journey we were about to undertake.
When the minister gave us permission,
You gave me a shy smile,
Hiding your nervousness as your best man was wiping your perspiration,
You gave me sly smile,
Hinting at the vows you would be sealing when your lips met mine,
Oh, when your lips met mine!
I saw why authors write about girls writing about their first kiss.
This was ours, and it was both soft and sweet,
Both tense and tender,
Both raw and romantic.
I could hear your thoughts and how they promised me the world in our union
And it all started with
Our First Kiss.
I am looking forward to my first kiss at the altar! Are you? Love,
THE LAMBOLOGICAL SAPPHIRE
Gems from a Sapphire 