A Tribute To Her Kiss

To a dear friend

There once was a pretty little girl who was tiny and petite and always very good. She was known as the local darling. She was anything but,though no one knew and it was fine that way.
As she grew older she was no longer tiny but long and slender and attractive,somehow people couldn't loose there image of the little darling. She no longer cared if no one knew she was not always good,in fact she wished they saw her being not so good.
Now our "little darling" loved a boy very much and he loved her too. This never (in a girl like hers case) ends well…
Careless adults made decisions,changes were planned,things happened and she was going away from life as she knew it. She wanted,needed, to make the best of time. And before our eyes, she no longer cares about loosing her little darling reputation,she was simply a desperate fearful girl about to be ripped from the only love she'd ever found. This fear was slowly growing a fire.
One night her fire began to roar louder than anything else,and she dropped what little care was left. She kissed her love.
And now,when it no longer matters,she has lost her little darling reputation forever.