My front door

That night was my first kiss......



I don't remember much about that night

But of what I remember its a wonderful memory



We parked your truck and headed for the house

You walked up my steps all the way to the door



I asked if you wanted to come in

But you couldn't stay long, you needed to get home



I reached for the handle

And you pulled me away



You kissed my cheek and my neck

I gave your nose a peck too



Now this is the fuzzy part

I can't remember much, but bits and pieces



We started to kiss slowly

Lightly and soft



I don't know what I was thinking of

Oh yeah, where were your hands?



I know where mine were

Holding you tight



When we were done I was in a daze

I hugged you tighter than I have ever done



When you walked away you seemed a little dazed too

I walked inside and was absolutely amazed



Never have I felt so wonderful and happy

It felt right and natural



Who knew that one day I'd get kissed at my front door

We should stand there more often

Author's Notes/Comments: 

~jan.10
(I was so dazed that I can hardly remember that night. I am such a dork that I had to ask if we kissed or not because it didn't seem real.)

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This is one of the sweetest things I've read. I wish my first kiss had been like that.