First Kiss

Irrevokable sweetness
Once given, naught to return
The cup of love's first surrender
Pouring out innocent fires
Hidden behind dignity's gold'n chambers.

The slender pitcher filled
With girlish dreams, held in
Within the iron will, the gleaming gild
Never to fling what's precious -
Only to Precious, surrender.

Wanton in passion,
Pure in beauty, the ache
Released. Exchanged to earn
Another pain vulnerable.