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First Love

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you had swept back your bangs for the first time
when I saw you under the apple tree
the flower-comb in your hair
I thought you yourself were a flower too.

you stretched out your pale white hand gently
giving me an apple:
like the ripening red of the autumn fruit
my first feeling of love

my sigh, without any awareness
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***** ***** 09 April 2005

this has a sweet sentiment - well done.. not all will like your work, but this poet does, Sxx

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