I etched our initials in a maple tree, surrounded by a heart Nine and in love, smitten by the way you looked at me, smiled at me, talked with me ... so beautifully friendly The tiger lily flower you gave me, placed in my hand, made this boy feel like a man Held in your hand was my butterfly heart Fluttering ... ready to chase after you across daffodil fields of time You never did become my silken winged mate, but for a brief while it seemed that you would be the only one I could ever love Young childish thoughts wrapped in cocoon innocence I loved many since, but none can ever feel like the first love ... that sweet first taste of love Forever etched in my heart are virgin memories of you