Our First Date
It was quite akward, to say the least.
This coming from a mature woman, and mother of three.
You noticed me from across the room
You made your way toward me, I hope this goes well, or else I am doomed!
Locking eyes, we gave each other a shy, yet warm kind of smile.
I then knew I wanted this date to last awhile.
Introductions were made, you lead me to our seats,
A dozen red roses waiting for me, this guy is smooth, rather neat!
Anxiety, nervousness began to grow,
Sensing it, you grabbed my hands, encouraging me to let them go.
I leaned back in my chair, I began feeling this first date would be alright.
I really wanted it to last well into the night.
We laugh, we danced, had conversations of various sorts.
You leaned in for a kiss, this was fast, but good of course!
Our first date was the first of many, the beginning of a new life,
You as my husband, and me as your wife.
Copyright © Paula Pernell | Year Posted 2014
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