Virgin Love Poem by Bill Simmons

I held her, she held me, and our lips met
This moment I would never forget
She held me, I held her, someone smiled from above
And we loved away the night, virgin love

Time goes on and I think about my life
I tuck the children in warm and tight
Then my wife kisses me, ever gently
And I remember, September, virgin night

I held her, she held me, and our lips met
We touched beneath the light, the moon above
We found love and loved the night away
Loved away the night, virgin love

Young love, first love, how it makes you feel
Each night I hold the woman I love
The emotions the passion ever so real
But I remember September first touch

I held her, she held me, and our lips met
She held me, I held her, and we touched
The moment in my life I would never forget
I remember, September, virgin love.

Copyright 2008 Bill Simmons
aka BillWilliamStar
BillWilliamStar@aol.com