[aVorbiss]: 642.Poetry.First Kiss

If this had been our last instead of the first,
Would you have held my hand?
If this were our last and not the first,
Would you have taken my arm?
Yet, it was our first.
It seems we're forever cursed,
And within every single verse,
I'd hoped you had held my hand,
I'd hoped you would have taken my arm.

The harsh, unforgiving wind blew on our faces,
And we both know I've had my disgraces,
But this is none of that sort,
If only we had been in our places.
No, this, cannot be this short.
So hold my hand because it's cold,
Take up my arm before the night's too old.
Darling, I cannot forever be this bold,
So take my hand, Lady we'll never land.

The air was cold, but we pushed on, pushed on.
The night was unraveling,
As our thoughts began traveling,
Across the spans of our minds.

Complex complications concocting characterizations.
A trait I never possessed,
It seems I've fallen for you,
I swear that it's true, and my heart...

Breaks,
It breaks into two.
If I'm not with that, I'm with this.
To think that I had passed up our first kiss
As I hope that next time I won't miss.
Mess up now,
This is the only way I know how,
And that's why you raise your brow.
Somehow, my heart is now two.
One beats for that, one beats for this.
Did I miss our first kiss?

Lady, if this had been our last,
Would you have not been so fast?
Now that our secrets are all cast off,
I'm surrounded yet all alone.
After all we've known
The least you can do is pick up the phone.
If this had been our last...
Would it have happened fast?
I still hope,
Trust me, I can cope,
I hope that I didn't miss our first kiss.