Just a young
girl, In my early teens
Never been kissed, not knowing what love means,
I went to a party, the birthday of a friend
My curiosity about kissing would soon come to an end.
As they were
spinning the bottle I sat in a corner so shy
Wouldn't join in, just watched from the corner of my eye.
Another game was starting I refused to join in
They were giving out numbers , but I held out to the end.
He was in the
room with lights turned down low
They called out a number and said I should go.
"I didn't take a number" I said quite firm
'He gave you this one' Oh! what I was about to learn.
My pulse was
pounding so hard in my head
It took some nudging, as to the room I was led.
In the shadows he was waiting to give me my first kiss
I've never forgotten, it was sheer bliss.
shoulder, his arm he placed
I could feel his hand, touching my face.
I heard him whisper, "this is what you've been missing"
Wow! I could get used to this "kissing".
Carrie Kinyon 2001