Kisses

A little something about the love in my life.

I’ve had my fair share of kisses.

 In cars, in the rain, on top of mountains, on vacations, at sunset, sunrise, on first dates, drunk nights, there were surprise kisses and good-bye kisses. 

But baby your kind of kisses are the last kind I want.

 When you kissed me that cold January night on the bed of your truck, you kissed me so hard that I forgot the names of all the boys my previous kisses belonged to. 

Ever since you kissed me no one but you has mattered.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem for the kiss. I agree and I like the way you made the kiss gain value when it is the kiss we need. A perfect ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Grace Kobylinski]

Thank you! You interpreted it just the way I wanted readers to interpret it. I'm glad I was able to convey the value of a kiss, when it is the kiss we need.

[Coyote Poetry]

You did and you are welcome.

[MomzillaNC]

I like you themes.

NOTES: I think this would flow better and give more impact to your themes if you broke the lines to approximately match the length of the first line.