That First
We can have many but none
will ever erase that first.
Barbwire confessions
In a dessert in a moment of passion she did quench
my thirst.
And so with any plessure must come the pain.
A broken heart spreads like a infection.
Simple memories washed clean by the summers rain.
I wonder only night and day.
Pretend to think beyond a moments reflection.
But still my heart does betray.
As teens stumble through awkward moments
yerning for that unspoken feeling with a intense burst
they fall in and out of that trademark emotion.
Forgetting the last only to recall that first.
Im speaking about more than action.
Seldom do we admit the innocence.
Hide the truth and flaunt satisfaction.
Tainted is the blood in the kiss.
Time holds its portrait.
Dark was that night but never dark as this.
I confess i loved you eternal.
As i treated you the worst.
forever in confines sweet and bitter.
Burried in emotions in honor of that first.
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