Warren Augustus de Guzman Poems

It was only a kiss.
It was only a kiss
I woke up to this morning.
It was only a kiss.
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And so I write on my pages today
A list of things that I might say
Of lessons in life, love, change and dismay
A couple of months and a few days away
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Don’t you dare tell me you didn’t feel it,
The sparks from our first kiss,
It lasted for a lifetime and ended too soon.
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Soft fluffy cookies of different shapes and sizes
Fun and Happy Samples full of big Surprises.

Chocolate Chip Treats, Creamy and Chewy
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A swig of ale for the good old boys,
Who play non-stop with old men’s toys,
Stay up all night not to read or write,
But to woo the girls or scare up a fight.
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How wonderful it is to be reminded constantly
Of the possibility of you and the possibility of me

The morning dew on the fresh cut grass outside
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Should you leave,
Take the memories with you,
For they will haunt me
Till my dying day.
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Standing on a wobbly chair
Reaching for something out of reach
By just the smallest of margins
A little less or a little more than an inch
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Nothing is as sweet as a lover's first kiss.
Not the chocolate on Christmas day.
Not the fresh grapes of harvest day.
Not the cream on apple pie.
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A walk in a park full of wide open spaces
of wide blue skies and bright happy faces,
I sat there with you.
And you sat with me.
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