Stolen Kisses

And as now I ponder,
her grace and forgiveness;
upon the reality of a kiss,
stolen in a moment.

Our first; taken from her.
From us. A moment never to be
again, yet I hold onto the faith;
of another.

That we might find a time,
with His grace – and in that –
brings the promise; that all
first kisses are meant to bring.

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