First love- A rewriteA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. 40 year old poem.First love Once, in a sweet memory. A sweet and beautiful young woman came to me, her kind smile opened the door to conversation on a warm Germany Spring day in 1978..
I learn the feeling of love can’t be stop.
When my love was near,
All I did was think of her.
I needed her body near,to be able to taste her sweet lips day and night.
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4 Reviews Added on April 3, 2018 Last Updated on April 3, 2018 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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