The enchanting touch of first love,
his hand fits yours just like a glove.
Though youthful fire ignited the flame,
you both know that this is no game.
The passion that you feel is so real,
and you cherish each moment that you steal.
You yearn for more than just a kiss,
imagining faraway days of wedded bliss.
You melt beneath his tender touch,
you know you love him oh so much.
Some say that you’re young and you should roam,
But in his arms, you know you’ve found home.
Ken_W_Writer’s Stories and Poems 