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First Love

Our first kiss, the tingling sensation in my lips, The way you looked in my eyes, with your fingertips on my hip

By DES KAYPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
First Love
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The butterflies in my stomach, the racing of my heart,

The excitement of every moment, right from the start.

I remember the innocence of our love, the purity of our hearts,

When all that mattered was that we never grew apart.

The laughter and the tears, the stories we shared,

The way you made me feel, like I was walking on air.

Our first kiss, the tingling sensation in my lips,

The way you looked in my eyes, with your fingertips on my hip

Our love was pure, like a drop of rain on a leaf,

And nothing could ever change that, or bring us grief.

A memory of a time, when love was simple and true,

And I hold it dear in my heart, forever and anew.

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