First Date

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A light touch to the face,

His finger grazed my cheek.

A sweet, delicate gesture,

That makes my knees go weak.


He smiled in my direction,

And held my small hand tight.

In my mind I deeply wish,

This dream wouldn't end tonight.


But alas the night it ended,

And he walked me to my door.

Then his lips brushed my own,

And he left me wanting more.

That night I lay in bed; awake,

My heart keeping me from sleep.

With my head suddenly reeling, 

I'd realized, I'd fallen deep.


What started out a simple date,

Had become a fantasy.

And I'll be counting down the days,

'Till you're here with me.

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