First Love
A kiss,
A smile,
A unique bliss,
All the while,
Every word,
Every hug,
Strucks a chord,
In my chest with a tug,
He makes my world shine,
And it gives me great pride,
To know that he is mine,
It's a fact I can't hide,
He's my knight who rides gallantly,
He's fine,
But most importantly,
He's all mine.
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