i was trying to find other poems i wrote throughout high school but i must have destroyed most of them, thinking they were lame (which they are) or something, but this is from my junior year english portfolio on "the art of a kiss". i chose my project on a kiss - which shows all the more my old idealistic romanticism as i once called it. for you joey, because you have given me such support for my writings which i think are childish and hopeless.

the waves crashed against the rocks as if it were in a new york symphony, in the same tranquil rhythm, one, two, crash, one two, crash...

the wind blew ever so softly through the november air, whispering its sweet nothings into the clouded sky, beseeching its forgiveness for the storm to come. a break in the clouds seemed evident, but the wind grew stronger and somehow blew the light gray clouds back into its formation.

i stared into the bay, my eyes concentrated on a pair of distant seals, watching them as they played with each other, imagining to myself the love they must share, for their touch to each other seemed affectionate, and done with loving care.

i then heard my name being called, by an ever so familar voice, sweet, gentle, and oh, so sincere. i pivoted, my heart racing, for i knew who it was that said my name. i didn't have to look twice. there he was, staring at me with his intense gray eyes as if they were calling me from an elusive world where we belonged.

he slowly walked towards me, each thump against the old wooden boards of the balcony sending shivers down my spine. he didn't say a word. he just took me into his arms and traced lines of love down my shivering back with his smooth hands.

i tried to say something, but couldn't. my mouth acted as if it was sewn tight and the only thing that came to mind was the perfection of this moment. i felt as if we were dancing at a masquerade, two strangers drawn to each other by fate, by destiny, by love. i felt his heart beating against mine; i felt his pains, his fears, and his immense joys. it was as if i had opened the darkest chamber of his heart and joined it with mine so that our souls were one.

he slipped his hands tightly around my waist. his body moved closer to mine as he carefully brushed a strand of hair from my eyes. he stared into my eyes so intensely that i felt something from him penetrating my soul. his eyes danced circles into mine. his hand slowly dropped from my face and down my arm. he smiled, a grin, and then...time stopped.

he drew me into his realm, his lips opening the doors to my shielded heart. i felt the sincerity of his warm lips on mine, felt his heart politely asking for mine. i then felt his lips drop, sliding down, brushing against my neck as he slowly kissed my fears away. it was as if we were locked in our own castle of eternity, a world where we were the only inhabitants, a place where we could be forever. he kissed me again, and again, and again, each of his kisses drawing me deeper into his realm. the passion and warmth of his mouth on mine sent rivets down my spine. he kissed me yet again, his tongue delineating the mystery and fervor of love on mine. he drew me closer...and closer...until i had no other choice. he kissed me a final time, and i was gone.

sweet surrender they say...
or in other words...forever yours.