For the First Time
Where are you tonight?
Are you okay? Are you alright?
Do you ever think of me too?
Because, I so often think of you.
Does your mind wonder back there?
Can you still smell the honey suckle in the air?
You could have stolen the thunder out of the night skies,
With those, oh, so blue blue eyes.
Your voice could have robbed the wonder from the earth.
And take the sky of its gentleness, for what it’s worth.
Do you remember moving to a rhythm of our own?
In a love that was not said but shown.
Was it thunder or our own hearts beating wild into the night?
And just like that, in a flash, fires ignite.
Passion burned deep red and hot, desire ran deep,
You stole my heart in a ravenous sweep.
The heavens broke in a thunderous burst.
As I whispered to you, “you’re the first.”
Then passionate fire rained down,
And love fell softly all around.
Oct, 2nd, 2000
Sarah Comstock
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