Second first kiss

if we could start all over i would be the happyist person alive

We both remember the past and present,
And I must admit, the past was but wasn't pleasant.
Pain and pleasure, I hope the future will represent,
This resurrected love that might be on it's seventh.

Broken down, I needed a hero that finally made her entrance,
Teaching me in the art of love, seeing as I am the apprentice.
Revolved in passion and understanding, I am no more Menace,
But am happily slaved to the loving till death sentence.

Like all love stories, I say I'll always be here,
But the difference in my promise; I mean it my dear.
No matter if I'm ill, or my death awaits me near,
I live and love it too, because without I need not fear.

I think I'm ready, should I check the list?
Because I don't know 'bout me, but you were missed.
This time intelligence is arrogant, and love is bliss,
What do you say, to our second first kiss?

Author's Note

i wish
it could happen