First Poem by Mountain Man

first touch
first dance.
first kiss
I did miss.
I was out to lunch.
Beer with a side
order of her presence,
a date with no romance.
The last dance.
Are your lines
memorized?
who will be?

The first to fall
in love again.
again feels like
the karma train.
Train your life to
respect.
Respect her honor &
name.
Name me a better way to.

Before you go one last
look.
Before you go one last embrace.
A haunting, her face in my dreams.
dreams of another place.
Place her hand
in mine.
Mine, our lives together
in the mystery of time.
As we walk on the clouds above
faraway from this dismal place.
Pt.2 later.