When we first met
That meeting and day I will never forget,
I first gave her a short loving hug
From which she never did shrug.
Then I sat really close to her
Then a exciting wonderment did occur,
I gave her a tempting smile
She decided to stay for a little while.
Then her and I began to freely chat
Then I got closer to where she sat,
I then gave her a seductive wink
From which she did smile and think.
And then the next move that I made
I gave her a parade,
I toldher all about myself to put her at ease
Then I gave her a gentle squeeze.
Then I finally reached out and I held her hand
Just to feel her warmth, and to help her stand,
But, sadly one action went amiss
I wish that I had given her a better kiss.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem