...a very special first kiss...

she sheds a single tear--
glimmering and clear--
gliding alone
from the corner of her eye
over the rise
of her blushed cheekbone

and its sparkle you miss--
cause your eyes were closed
for the kiss--
and as your lashes part to open,
that one tear disappears--
it slips
into the crevice made by her lips
as their corners rise
to smile at you--
something she's always wanted to do
after pressing her lips to yours
while she simultaneously explores
the smooth swell of your back
with her fingers--
letting them linger
delicate as feathers--
pulling you closer
so the two of you breathe together