two holding hands for one first time
and skating slowly in the snow;
an ice rink at the carnival,
a place she hoped he’d want to go
as he had hoped that she would, too.
a brisk day spent in dizzying
from so much never felt before,
the crowds around them busying
themselves with heaven-knows-what things.
an after walk, a cold first kiss,
a closing door,
elated bliss,
and two who found, quite unexpecting,
liking someone can lead to
connecting
We met a thousand years ago,
One day in hot July;
And soon, we two were lovers.
I couldn’t tell you why
She went for me; but as for her,
She just made my heart smile,
I loved her, then, for years, but only
Dated her awhile.
I saw her several years ago,
As beautiful as e’er:
And my heart sang the same old tune.
It really wasn’t fair:
But then, I’m happy as I am,
And I’m not really searching:
But old love: it’s a mystery,
And hearts are always
Lurching
In love now, she fills up each passing day
With moments that used to be throwaway;
She laughs at the clouds and the olden grain
And isn’t deterred by the wind or rain
A voice says, ‘Slow down. Do not be a fool.’
But she doesn’t listen to voices, by rule:
Those throwaway people who don’t understand
That love doesn’t brook any
Countermand
We wandered down a hill to find
A secret place I knew;
There was a picnic waiting
And a beautiful lake view
She was surprised to see it all —
Delighted, nonetheless;
And I – well, I adored her
I must honestly confess
And she sat on my lap
As we enjoyed the glittering lake;
With fruit to eat and wine to drink
Our daytime thirsts to slake
And in my arms, down to
The waterside we did transfer;
If ever any boy loved girl
Then truth knows I loved her
Into the water soon we went
The two of us got wet:
And how it felt to kiss her
Is a thing I won’t forget
And passion flowed like water
On an endless smiling sea;
And soon engulfed the two of us
My true young love and me
I recall as we dried that she
Had flowers in her hair;
And though the day was long ago
It’s like I still was there
For that first love, that comes but once
Can fade like summer flowers:
But this one memory we share
It is
Forever
Ours
