My First Kiss With You

my first kiss with you
was first class
like a mabuhay seat of the Philippine Airlines

when you left
my lips did not stay closed and vacant

there were more kisses in my life
lips upon lips like
sheets and sheets of paper on top of the other

but my first kiss with you
was ever the first unequalled

and when they kiss me when i am alone and lonely
it is your kiss that sticks in my mind

first class, the rest are nothing but
second rates, second hand, and less remembered.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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