Your Kiss (Sonnet)

The very first kiss, it was a cold day
It was so slow, honey lips and so soft.
Feel this warm touch, "this is crazy" I think.
My mind seemed to fade and I was so caught;
Caught in this feeling, you, your whole being.
I could feel your very breath in mine, so fine.
Butterflies in my stomach, I’m dreaming.
Our hearts are beating as one, so gentle, with time.
Everything seems to vanish in the cold breeze.
I focus on you and those lips, sweetness.
My nerves, my muscles, my veins, all seem to ease,
With a pleasing flow, your tender caress.

Yet, before I know it, you’re out the door,
Leaving me with a memory and nothing more.