Kissing Men
Only three men in the world have kissed me.
The first at camp on a cool summer night.
He made soft, sweet promises,
Shiny, pretty things, hollow as they were beautiful.
Only three men in the world have kissed me.
The second on the porch before my house.
Tight within his arms, the world slipped
Into place, I saw the beauty of love.
Only three men in the world have kissed me.
The third on the balcony of a Spanish hotel.
Surrounded by the moonlit city we kissed
And I lost the love of my second kiss.