Bright blue eyes
on heavy rocks
on the side 
of a French lake.
You try to share
your gum.
When I take one
out of the package,
you think you are done.
Unexperienced fool I am,
not knowing what to do.
I have no clue
and the drowning
in your eyes
doesn’t help my breathing
and calm my nerves.
Surprisingly your lips on mine
bring me back to sanity
and a fully conscious
first French kiss.

Marieke 2014/9/17