MY FIRST

People seem to always ask about my first

My first,

Stood out in a large crowd,
She was the color of me dark skin light brown,
All the boys watched as she spun around,
She stopped and pointed at me and everybody went wow

So what now I went towards her and asked for 7 minutes of heaven
We were too old to play forth grade games
She was way out of my league so I dared to pretend
First kiss and it was never ever the same

My first kiss,

Tasted like s**t,
But got better with time as I perfected the skill
She looked at me, "you look younger than you feel"
I told her being next to me feels like time didn't exist

My first,
 
Took me on a trip,
Made me feel special, my sorrows she lift,
I was addicted to her buzz, its good she made me feel
Though we were going downhill, still, I enjoyed the feel

My first,

Would probably be my last,
Would probably a mistake I'd prefer to be my past,
But she's the one who showed me that a kiss could last
Even when the feelings are hurt and reality burns to ash

Author's Note

It's a whole metaphor for? I'd love to hear people's thought on this.

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Nice, at the end youll be laughing watching the sunset.

[Sami Khalil]

Sorry all that happened. Life goes on , I guess...Thank you for sharing...:)

[Aziz Luther]

Thanks for the review.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[MikeV]

My interpretation "first loves a b***h" nothin but heartache
I enjoyed reading this, thank you for sharing! :)

[Aziz Luther]

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed this poem

[Glen Yumang Manese]

READ LIKE A SCRIPT OF A NARRATIVE...YOU MEET...THE KISS...THE RELATIONSHIP AND THE END....

[Aziz Luther]

Thank you for reviewing the poem. I'm gpad you enjoyed it.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...