First Love Poem by Amanda Lukas
First Love
It was as comfortable as a worn set of flannel sheets.
He was my shelter,
a tin roof without a leak.
I was so content and cool
waking up in his strong arms.
And I admit not being able to resist
my tender lover's charms.
I'd gaze at him
in loving awe.
I couldn't help but
look right past
each freckle,
every flaw.
Very good! ! Ya! ! I remember my 'first love' I can so relate Sydne
it is true.. in your first love you can not sense his flaws, you think he is perfect! great work! HBH
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4/25/2024 6:33:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem...I remember my first love........Ah memories. Anyway great poem Amanda, Take care, Jay x