Poem: First Love

Happy Valentine's Day!

...just a little love poem



First Love


The stolen glances across the room,
do you remember this?
Mixed pain and pleasure of the heart…
remember that first kiss?

The joyful surge of seeing him,
with his friends all gathered ‘round?
The moment when your eyes meet his,
and you know it is YOU he’s found?

That protective arm around you?
His smile that’s for you, alone?
That ecstatic, special, feeling,
like none you have ever known?

Your eyes can’t get enough of him.
His touch leaves tingles there,
as he softly draws you closer,
and he brushes back your hair!

Close your eyes and recapture
first love’s sweet gentleness…
mixed pain and pleasure of the heart.
Remember that first kiss?


June Kellum
2005