Poem -

The First Time Ever...

The First Time Ever.....

I feel an orchestra playing sweet

music in my heart.

It plays softly its gentle

love songs into the night air.

They are for you.

All for you

She sighs

He walked along the pathway

hand in hand with her.

Seeing her in a light that

he had never noticed before.

She was so beautiful.

So much what he wanted.

I feel your fingers holding my heart

allowing me to live, to feel, to love.

I am falling in love for the first time.

So much in love with you.

She whispered.

He turned to look at her

Her hair flowing in the soft night breeze.

Her eyes blue as robins eggs.

She was so lovely, so new

pure and innocent.

He wanted to hold her

to keep her heart

safe and trusted

next to his own forever.

And there in the park

in the misty rain of a spring

night he walked out of his boyhood

and into her heart.

Flooded with the sweet flowing rains of life's

innocence taking him to a place

where he had never been before.

Drowning in the deep pools

of first love.

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