When We First Met Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

When We First Met



Listening to the rain fall upon us as we make love,
our world wrapped like a gift for both of us, entic-
ing warmth and passion.

Holding us as we lie here together reaching for one
another spontaneously, looking into each others' eyes,
lighting the fire of our passion within.

A love totally keeping us in unison, giving strength
to each other, comforting and unconditionally leading
us forward into the future.

Being as one, falling in love over and over every time
we're together, just like when we first me, love at
first sight.

Those first feelings of love have never changed for
either of us through the years, still looking into one
another's eyes with sparks of love igniting our desires.

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