My first kiss
is you.
The memory
of my first kiss
is still vividly living.
The feeling
I cannot describe.
Finally we had
our first kiss.
I looked at you
every time we kissed.
I am lucky
is what all I think.
The man
I am kissing
I am so in love with.
The man
I want to marry.
Now I long
for your kiss.
Reminiscing the
times we kiss.
Those kisses
full of love
full of happiness.
When can I kiss you again?
When will I be with you again?
-Yuchae
January 11, 2018
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Poetically Expressed (2017-2018) - Poetry Book
PoetryPoems that I wrote in 2017-2018. Some of the poems aren't true and I didn't experience (Especially the romantic ones). Several of them are just the result of my wide imagination (This is what you get when you are a daydreamer and a nightthinker) and...
