Oh how I remember that first kiss,
sneaking out of view behind the school bush
both unsure of what to do.
You were taller,
so me on tip toes to reach you.
Then poor timing and our noses bash,
instant redness flooding our cheeks,
feeling foolish we try again.
Heart thumping chest walls,
Friends a gathering crowd
pressure building between us,
they are becoming quite loud
making a noticeable fuss.
“You ok?” two words you whisper
and I’m back in the moment.
You lift my chin with your ink covered fingers,
upward raising my face, my lips,
to yours; plump, wet and soft we kiss.