Monday, January 08, 2007

First Kiss

Fifteen and eager.
Fifteen and fearless
Fifteen and immortal.

On the beach bonfires burn
Music plays
A meeting of strangers.

False names
A friend's urging
They're so cute
What's the harm?

Canyon dark
Unfamiliar sounds at my back
Fifteen and fearful
Fifteen and curious

Closed mouth
Eyes opened, eyes closed

First kiss.


Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Annie!! What a scenic tour you share with us from your train!!

Liza's Eyeview said...

wonderful poem and photo - i love it!

Paris Parfait said...

I love it! What a wonderful trip down memory lane, with all its excitement, curiosity and fear! Well done, Annie!

Susie said...

I loved this and it made me think of my first "real kiss" I was just wondering about that guy and whatever happened to him..

Star said...

How sweet is this?! I love that you've captured it in a poem; more words would not have conveyed the same sense of innocence.

Tammy said...

How beautiful Annie! Your poetry is very powerful with the fears of that first kiss. XXOO

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...


I have come back here many times to look at this shadow image...and just now it clicked...there seems to be a form of a heart in the light of the you see it?

AnnieElf said...

YES, Corey. I do see the stylized shape of a heart. I had not looked that closely before. Thanks for seeing it and pointing it out for us.

Crafty Green Poet said...

Nice and romantic though I was starting to worry for the narrators safety for a moment in the canyon...

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