"The First"

I would die for the chance to live that night again.
To have the breath stolen from my lips.
To love her just a little more than a friend.
And to hold her hand as she sits.

I would give it all away to relive that night.
To be forever lost in her eyes.
To have her embrace make everything seem all right.
And to caress her body as she silently moans and sighs.

I would do it again if I had the chance.
to indulge in the smell of her hair.
To again feel her romance
And to forever hold her near.

I would sell the world for her
Just to hear that she feels it too
I would give my all to her
And to her I would always be true.

December 13, 1999 "the first"


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