I will never forget the first time we met,
You seemed to be quite busy;
I couldn’t tell what you were thinking,
Or what your impression was of me.
You were wearing a beautiful white shirt,
And jeans as black as your hair;
I couldn’t believe how gorgeous you were,
All I could do was stare.
I wanted so much to kiss you,
To feel our tender lips meet;
I was afraid of moving to fast,
And you thinking of me as a creep.
When we finally did kiss I felt my heart skip a beat,
I was floating on cloud number nine;
Your skin was so soft, and your lips oh so sweet,
And your body felt oh so divine.
I will always remember our first kiss,
For it seems I knew from the very start;
I would give you my most precious gift,
My love wrapped inside my heart.
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