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A poem verse about first love. |
| Once your hand touched mine, my heart bestowed a tingle Your breath caressed my cheek and, At last, my favorite jingle For as I sat there yearning Within your incandescent glee To what do I owe this pleasure, Your heart for eternity What have I done so deserving for an angel from above? A whisper came with a smile You gave to me your love Your love so warm and serving how can I ever repay? Digging down into the earth As if to give it birth I spelled three little words Stay forever stay |