The Third First Time Poem by Jim Yerman
The Third First Time
The first time they held hands…
as they walked along the shore…
was when they began to understand…
what hands were created for.
The first time they hugged one another
felt like they had never hugged before…
it was then they began to understand
what arms were created for.
The first time their lips met
left each of them wanting more
and it was then they began to understand
what lips were created for.
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