Coaxed not pried,
With a calling card to open,
She came in on her free will,
And caught me kind of by surprise,
Off guard I was,
But on guard I was,
Ever vigilant to decpetion,
No lies were herd,
No excuses were made for entering,
An accent of calm,
An accent of cool,
Kept me at bay,
She listened,
And I listened,
As talk turned to play,
It did not last too long,
Nor was the time too short,
It was just right__
For our first time
10/02/05
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thinking back on 'the first time' of things should always bring a smile to your face... and a glint to the eye... nice write... I expect to see more of you... warmest thoughts -Eila