Grand Larceny

Before I could look

She stole a kiss

In exchange for visions and urges

I for love surely miss took

A time when a boy may be tricked

And my kiss, my kiss

Kept passing onto another's lips

As I watched one more pawn taken

In a game she seemingly played

Called "heartbreaking"

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

Sometimes good looks can be a curse, lol. That's what I tell myself anyways, haha. Thanks.

[DarkTruth]

O' I really like it. You say so much with so few words. Very cool my friend.

[Bright Ocean Star]

I love the title. It sounds like she stole more than just a kiss... Nicely written, Michael!

[Michael G. Smith]

At that particular time in my life that was the only knowledge I had of such things. Now I know better, lol. Thanks B.O. S.

[Gee]

"My kiss kept passing onto another's lips" sweet.Liked this

[Michael G. Smith]

That's Gee. Just a little something I threw together, lol.

[Renée]

It is not a game...but players will play.. nice work, Mr. Smith

[Michael G. Smith]

I should add some elements to hint that it was elementary age, lol.

[Renée]

Unless it is something you're really drawn to do, don't change your poem. Perhaps a word in your authors note?

[Saddam]

Oh time for play.
I like the game and no problem who win a kiss. May be I will be lucky next time.
Like it dear friend.

[Michael G. Smith]

Yes, that innocent age where were discovering.

[Beccy]

In the moment, those stolen kisses are just the best. It's later, when reality sets in that we pay the price.

Beccy.

[Michael G. Smith]

Exactly! Thanks Beccy.

[Cassie]

oh!!! that game is certainly a game that leaves one with so many sores and scratches on each part of our body.

[Michael G. Smith]

Hey Cassie, long time. Now, now... lol.