First Date
FIRST DATE
Her name was Judy McCormick, she was fourteen - barely
I was also fourteen, but claimed to be fifteen
She was slim, pretty with shortish dark brown hair,
Almond eyes, loveliest I'd ever seen
And a soft sweet smile, I just knew she would be nice
Noticed her in the movies, one glance followed another
Found ourselves laughing at the same things we’d see
After the theatre walked her home with her little brother
Would she come again next week with me ?
She said yes. I felt ten feet tall
We met at the theatre as arranged, it had rained
We went dutch. I bought her ice cream after a while.
We watched Steve Reeves in HERCULES UNCHAINED
Cant recall the plot, only her eyes and smile
Kissed her secretly in the dark - salty, gently.
In those days sex hadn’t been invented.
We walked home hand in hand and kissed again at her door
Yeah, corny, improbable, but true - virginity undented
How did the first date end? We both were delighted and more
With ourselves and decided to arrange another date.
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Written for Carol Brown’s Contest “My First Date”
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