The taste of your first kiss

In the realm of sweet memories,

Where tender hearts find their bliss,

I'll paint a tale with words so fine,

Of the taste of your first kiss.

Like a gentle breeze on a summer's eve,

Your lips brushed mine, a sacred caress,

A symphony of flavors, divine and pure,

Unveiling a realm of heavenly finesse.

The essence of strawberries, ripe and red,

Danced on my tongue, a passionate delight,

While a hint of honey, golden and sweet,

Whispered secrets of passion in the night.

Velvet whispers of a moonlit rose,

Infused with the melody of love's symphony,

Each taste, a note in a harmonious song,

Creating a masterpiece of ecstasy.

As time stood still, in that tender embrace,

The taste of your first kiss lingered on,

An elixir of dreams, enchanting and rare,

Leaving an indelible mark that can never be gone.

Oh, the taste of your first kiss, so pure,

A symphony of flavors, an intoxicating blend,

Forever etched in the depths of my soul,

A timeless memory, to cherish without end.