My Very First Love
The very first blossom of spring
Is an early gift that summer will bring
The very first shower that falls
Is an answer to a parched earth’s calls
The very first castles of cumulus high
Cruises the sea of a blue desert sky
The very first swallow that sews tattered cloud
Is met by a buffet of a flying ant crowd
The very first day that I looked upon you
I heard Cupid’s chuckle as my heart was pierced through
The very first kiss that I stole full of doubt
Was answered by rain from your love’s soft rich cloud
The very first kiss held the promise of spring
A promise of summer that your love would bring
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