Can anyone remember the euphoria of new love? Of doing things for the first time – or rediscovering new things with your significant other? This is a simple love poem celebrating firsts – maybe not as metaphorically rich as my usual work, but nevertheless the way I feel …. This piece will be shared with d’Verse Poets Pub for Open Link Night – starting Tuesday 3 PM EST. Enjoy the poem 🙂
FIRST
First
Kiss
Heartbeat
Skipped at
First
Touch
Goosebumps
First time
Linked
Sync’d
Body
Mind
Soul
Made whole
Complete
First
Time feeling
You shudder
Uttering
My name
A prayer
To stay
Right
There
Yes baby
Oh God!
First tear
Fearing
Time apart
Starting
Anew
Fresh
First….
But nowhere near
The last….
Sweet, staccato memories.
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🙂 Thanks …. like little snapshots 🙂
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love is def full of firsts…and in love each is significant…my wife still asks me the name of the song on our first dance….so its good to remember when they happen as well…ha…all things new…
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LOL yeah – an ode to the new things …. and the rememberance of the old things, when they were new 🙂
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I like the brevity of this – as fleeting as the firsts themselves. Very good read.
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Thanks Buddah! 😀
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I too love the brevity here–it works so well in the tumult of emotional context–
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I’m glad my style choice works here 🙂 Thanks!
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Oh…MY…GOSH, Rob! Like a virgin….sweet…fresh…memorable!
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awww thanks Trina ❤ ❤ ❤
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The short lines work well to convey that breathless excitement of fresh love. A lot of sussurating, scintillating ‘s’ words there too, to titillate the senses…
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awwwww why thank you MarinaSofia ❤
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Love is full of so, so many first, but few as precious.
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I’m glad it gives everyone fuzzy feelings 🙂
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Like a dewy rose at dawn …fresh and new…and o, yes, I feel it!
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:* Thanks Jackie ❤ I feel it too *grin*
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Love the flow, the brevity…There is a breathy feeling to it…Passion often has one catching their breath. Beautiful
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