First Love

First Love

I love you
like 
the first time
I tasted peanut butter,
the first time 
someone
scratched my back.
I love you
like my first
pull on a Winston
dizzy with awe 
that such a thing
was legal.
I love you like 
the reflex
of pain
when it
gives up
from a fall,
the unforgiving 
conscription
of physics
and biology
like 
a padlock's
combination 
right turn 
to the click
and only choice but
opening 


I am a long way down
this road of mine,
and
You may not 
recognize me now
but I am 
your own
first love
same waif
always
in your eyes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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