Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
21.01.2026
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The First Kiss Again
Every kiss recalls the first,
That trembling spark, that sudden light.
Though years may pass and seasons turn,
It still feels new each tender night.
For love, when real, does not grow old—
It deepens, softens, and grows bold.
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