kiss

what ever happened

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what ever happened to waiting
to building anticipation
to wanting to want someone
but to hold off on even that first kiss?
what ever happened to twitterpation
the flutter of your heart
every time you hear their name
and the smile that inevitably crosses your face?
what ever happened to a pause
a hesitant yet sweet
kiss on the cheek on the doorstep
saying goodnight and hoping
something good will come?
what ever happened to patience
and not feeling pressure to make
something happen before it’s time
before you can even call something “mine”?

Like the movies

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movies make love seem amazing
so where is that for the rest of us?
the moment you yearn for someone
the moment you kiss and fireworks fly
the moment you turn away only turn back
the moment you smile when you hear their voice
the moment you realize you are theirs
as if there was any other choice
why can’t we all be in love like the movies
where, even though there can be struggle,
there’s light at the end of the tunnel
because what’s a love story
if, in the end, the boy doesn’t get the girl?

love is…

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love is a kiss,
in the moment but able to linger
long after the moment’s passed

love is remembering a phone number,
ingrained in every pore
without anyway of extraction

love is a piece of jewelry,
passed through generations
yet able to fit any time period

love is a dull needle,
unknowingly fatal so long
as it’s quietly piercing your heart

that one first kiss

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Remember that night beneath the stars
with a trampoline beneath us
and nothing between our lips?

Remember when we sat playing cards
where tension sat between us
but where we stood was unknown?

Remember when I kissed you good bye
then accidentally said that
and you soft brushed me away?

Remember how you were the first guy
that I ever wrote a poem about
and am writing about again?

Remember how I couldn’t get over you
even though we were over
and nothing really started?

I remember it all…
It’s just strange to think
those emotions didn’t last
when I thought I fell in
so deep that getting over it
seemed impossible.

And now that I’ve again seen you,
that face I was in young love with,
it’s almost like nothing
ever happened… and then
I think of the night
we first kissed again.

solar flare error

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that awkward moment
when you’ve written
a whole long poem
pouring your heart out
saying how important it is
to share kisses that mean something
about how finding love
makes kisses that much more

only to have that unexpected
solar flare knock everything out
including your portable device’s
connectivity to the internet
so when you go to upload
that oh-so lovely poem
with words that cause tears
and it’s not there

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*sigh* It was a good poem too but I don’t know if I could recreate it quite the same.