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The first time that I kissed a man my lips
Were like blushing rosebud in the spring,
Quiet and unopened, but he pressed
His lips to mine and so made them his own.
I gave him all my heart and trusted all,
With child's faith, sweet and wild and free.
Quite willingly I thought to defy all
That I might be with him and he with me.
He loved me fiercely and would have me his
In heart and soul, in body and in name.
Too heedless were we in that first sweet kiss,
Yet in my memory it's dear the same.
  Spring's flower bloomed before the last cold frost,
   Our love was sweet a day, but then was lost.
First love, innocence, loss. This is about someone I was promised to in marriage at one point in my life.
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LoriD55 Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2005
Very romantic and visual.
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2005   Writer
Thank you. :)
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SteelVenom Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2004
Aaaa so true. This poem is the perfect definition of thousands of weddings today, people think they are in love and rush into things but then find out it was just a 'in the moment type thing' and split up. Well written, though the 2nd line sounds like it has a typo in it

Were like blushing rosebud in the spring,

Are u missing a word? A letter? I think you meant rosebuds but I could be wrong...
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2004   Writer
Thank you. :)

I think sometimes they very well are in love, but I don't believe being in love is always quite sufficient. That took me a long time to come to terms with, because it sounds quite horrible, really. It seems sort of vulgar that love should have to be practical at all. (At least to me, but I have lots of silly romantic notions in my head, I'm afraid. :) )

I meant a rosebud, because I think the image of a rosebud that had not opened is more consistant there.
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ukiyo Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2004
i think it's a lovely written poem, not too heavy yet touching the subject very well ...

"He loved me fiercely and would have me his
In heart and soul in body and in name.
Too heedless were we in that first sweet kiss,
Yet in my memory it's dear the same."

i love this part of your poem a lot :)
oh how i wished that *my memory of our finest moments* would feel dear the same ... i guess it takes more time ...
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2004   Writer
Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. :)

I do think it takes time. And new love helps.
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ukiyo Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2004
i dreamt he told me he fell in love with someone (esle) ...
what a nitemare ... but i guess it means i'm letting go of things ...

yes your poem is lovely :)
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sotel-id Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2004
i dunno..."its better to love and lost, than to never love at all" is a line that kinda seems untrue in my case.

yeah, its painful, and id rather wouldve saved it for someone whom i truly thought was going to stay with me, even if she said she was...no matter what.

i guess no matter what didnt include two months of stress...

love...its but a figmentation of one's mind.
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2004   Writer
I started to write a response when I realized I had a book on my shelf that said sort of the same thing.

"When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep. . .
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so he is for your pruning.
. . . If in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure.
Than it is better to cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears." -Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

When he held me in his arms and asked me to be his wife I knew the greatest joy I'd ever known. When he left me, I knew the greatest sorrow. I don't think I'd undo those things if I had the choice.

It is probably easier for me to see it that way, now, because I have a new lover who has been very kind, gentle, and good to me. Things look much more bright and hopeful now than they once did. Much more bright and hopeful than I ever thought they could again.
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sotel-id Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2004
ah...what a beautiful prose...

im happy for you...but these games people play with one another, i have decided to quit.

and focus on the game of life. good luck with everything, missy. i hope all goes well.
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2004   Writer
Quitting is probably a sensible choice. I however, am not always sensible.
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annaa Featured By Owner Sep 29, 2004
That is so sweet :nod: Better one day in believe, than a hundred in disbelieve :hug:
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2004   Writer
Thank you. :)
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