There's something almost magical about having that first kiss The problem however is, that it's sometimes hit or miss. The girl can turn or duck her head, or turn her velvet cheek, The guy can cough or sneeze and ruin something sweet.
Where do my hands go? The young man asks himself. The young girl merely holds him tightly to her self. Should I do the same and bring her to my chest? Asks the young man to himself awaiting her behest.
His decision is cut short by a surge of manly lust He cannot wait a second more and lunges toward her bust The girl screams in shock and rage and smacks him to the floor And the young man lays unconscious kissing never more.
I’m not sure of when I originally wrote this.