My Only Regret

My only regret is

That I was not the one who

invented the word love

That it was not from my lips

the sound of each consonant and vowel

would blend to form the sound

of the greatest, endearing single word

ever to be spoken by man

From that day forth and every time

that word would be spoken

written or even thought of

it would forever pay to tribute

to moment I spoke it to you

To every emotion that you gave me to feel

Emotions that moved me so

I had to attempt to let you hear in words

what existed within my heart

every moment

from the first moment

my eyes beheld you

My Only Regret

that I was not first to bring the embrace into fruition

as yet another display of  

how deeply I cared for you

A gesture that is silent

but speaks endlessly

A show of emotions that is universal

A chance to hold and comfort

to transfer the energy from within to another

The feeling of warmth, and security

From that day forth

whenever someone was embraced

it would be in honor of you

My Only Regret

That it was not my lips that gave

the very first kiss to the world

Yet another gift

from me to you

The sensation of my lips

softly pressing against yours

Our mouths parting 

allowing our tongues

to write beautiful calligraphic

memoirs of our

passions and desires

From that day forth

whenever a passionate kiss was shared

it would be

In honor of you

My Only Regret

That I did not write the first love poem

that spoke of the first word of love,

the first embrace,

the first kiss

That it was not I

that immortalized these events

for all to know

how I worshiped you

From that day forth

every love poem

that would ever be written

Would be, in your honor

That is

My Only Regret

The Nxt LeveL

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