First Kiss

The best time I had
Was the time we wasted

meadow

When we slept under the stars
That night in a blooming meadow.
I looked into your eyes
While you slept next to me
And laid your head on my arm.
The solitude of that moment was broken only
By the twinkling lights of the fireflies all around.
I kissed your lips, they were cold
But  I could feel the warmth of your heart
In that very moment.
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