Ronald G. Coleman

(Naperville, Illinois, USA)

The First Time

A shooting star paints the ebony sky
With breathtaking beauty, its haste I decry,
Arousing a montage of emotions and dreams,
Welling the throat and setting agleam,
I am enraptured, held captive, by its heavenly scene.
T'was the way when I saw her the very first time,
Awakened with feelings that endear love sublime,
The very same splendor as when I beheld
A shooting star.

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