• silentlydreaming 5w

    My first

    Hand in hand
    We cross the line
    With our heart so close
    Wishing not to be apart

    As we walk down the street,
    I let my heart express it,
    Let my lips land on yours.
    The softest thing my lips had on.

    And so i give it,
    Hoping you won't leave me
    As i entrusted to you my first kiss,
    Because i see you as the man that I'll marry.