first kiss poetry

That was the first sip from the cup that had been filled by the gods from the shower of love.
That is the boundary between the comforting and sorrowful mind
with destiny filling it with happiness.
That is the opening line of a poem of life, the first chapter of a novel about man.
That is the cord that connects the seclusion of the past with the glory of the future.
The first kiss unites the silence of feelings with the songs.
That is one word spoken by a pair of lips that unite the heart as a throne, love as king, loyalty as a crown.
That is the gentle touch that reveals how the fingers of the wind
peppering the mouth of roses, dazzling breath of pleasure
long and soft nan moans.
That is the beginning of the vibrations separating lovers from the world of space
and eyes and bring them to inspiration and dreams.
He combines a flower-shaped garden with stars of flowers
pomegranate, bringing together two scents to give birth to a third soul.
If the first view is like the seed that the gods sown in
the field of the human heart, then the first kiss reveals the first flower
which blooms on the branch of the first branch of life.

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