First Kiss
I'm looking back now,
'Cause I'm here, alone again.
The show was pretty good.
Our way home, we're at the stop,
Talking, still so shy.
Just a while to wait,
Going home, we will part.
I tried to see your eyes
On a May night, so cool but dry,
By stars and bare streetlights.
I sat and stopped, then
You took my hand (unasked),
And searching eyes found mine.
So I look back now,
'Cause I'm so alone again.
I still remember that night.
Our way home, at the bus stop,
We talked, then, both so shy.
(12/23/2009)
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