{"id":1955,"date":"2025-04-12T19:43:56","date_gmt":"2025-04-12T19:43:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/the-stillness-before-a-kiss\/"},"modified":"2025-04-12T19:43:56","modified_gmt":"2025-04-12T19:43:56","slug":"the-stillness-before-a-kiss","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/the-stillness-before-a-kiss\/","title":{"rendered":"The Stillness Before a Kiss"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I remember how when my first girlfriend<br>\na lovely teenage, blonde beauty,<br>\nwould stare into my eyes with<br>\nthis look that said she wanted<br>\nme to kiss her.<\/p>\n<p>In those incomparable moments,<br>\neverything vanished from sight,<br>\nexcept her mesmerizing look.<\/p>\n<p>It was as if the entire universe,<br>\nthe entire world, and everything in it<br>\nexcept her look became nonexistent.<\/p>\n<p>And her kiss, that sweet kiss,<br>\ntook me beyond this world<br>\ninto a place that felt like a heaven.<\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I remember how when my first girlfriend a lovely teenage, blonde beauty, would stare into my eyes with this look that said she wanted me to kiss her. In those incomparable moments, everything vanished from sight, except her mesmerizing look. It was as if the entire universe, the entire world, and everything in it except&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/the-stillness-before-a-kiss\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1955"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1955"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1955\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1955"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1955"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1955"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}