First Date
heads close together
we sit and whisper our thoughts...
in the wintry sun
old friends finding out something new
not sure how our friendship grew.
just know that deep inside a glow
when I say your name out loud.
our first date, you hold my hand
as we walk along the windy shore,
shielding our faces from the whirling sand
stop for that first kiss, felt spirits soar,
never felt like this before.
penned 4/1/2016
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2016
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