First Love

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    First Love

     Your kiss is intoxicating, you draw me in
    I look into your eyes and a new world begins
    Your touch so gentle I shiver with delight
    This new sensation almost gives me a fright
    Your fingers gently dance against my skin
    The way you make me feel I'm sure it's a sin
    Your big, strong arms wrap around my waist
    My heart once steady now beats at a wild pace
    You roll over me and stare down from above
    I look up at the face of my first love

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    HarverTomsson commented on First Love

    12-04-2009

    Ah, innocence and ardor! The wonder is never sin, but can lead to it. Thank God for that joyful fever called first love.
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