First Love

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First Love

When our eyes met
our hands touched
and our lips spoke
It all began…

I feel the need for you
like a soccer player needs to score
Robert Frost needs words
And a cold banana split needs a perfectly round red cherry

When our hands intertwine
They fit like two matching puzzle pieces in a jigsaw puzzle…
perfect.
Nothing will ever go wrong
because I know we belong.





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