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My First Love

True love was once a distant fantasy An affection based on a fallacy A theme for movies and stories A thirst for the rejected and lonely A self-conscious boy, I lived A vicious world around me, I believed Who has time to love? When there are only moments to survive Time for myself, is time I scrambled Words for myself, are words I mumbled But discovered time is never enough and words can lie When I saw a glimpse of myself in a girls eyes One hello, one phone call, one snack I felt a hungry emptiness inside One hug, one long call, one stroll in the park Then came a longing I couldn’t hide Our common tastes gave me a thrill Our conflicting views made me real I opened up and knew myself more And when she did, I began to adore That which was distant, was as close as an instant That which was a fallacy, was truer than a romance My first love was like a birds first flight out of a lonely nest The thrill transcending fright, as I aimed for the crest In my arms was a centre of my attention I grip that could not be loosened by any lubrication She turned a fantasy into this reality I have I learnt a new side of me with my first love

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 11/3/2019 6:55:00 AM
Beautiful poem with such endearing depth. Lovely, Michelo. Well done. The life transformation is well captured.
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