Kissing You (again and again)

(For Lisa)

I

Our first kiss. I longed for it,
feared it would never arrive,
thought of it as you spoke, your
soft lips moving, your eyes wide.
All other kisses were forgotten.
I had started again with you.

II

Now I want your kisses more
than food, the air that I breathe.
Thinking of it makes me shiver.
I am young again, nervous and
needing those kisses again
and again and again and again.