thinking of the first time we kissed
I remember the bliss that I felt inside
the constant smiling on my face, feeling like a little girl
a crush developed into the real thing
wanting more love than the liking, just seeing the future with us
holding your hands, capturing the memories
Young Love at it's finest, I must say that you're the first
hardly anything immature, the love growing maturely
not paying any attention to the past, or the henderances of the present
I know that the love that you show is pure
it's made so passionately with your whole heart
the taste is sweet like honey, a joyous feeling of being in love
yes, oh yes, your love...honey sweet love
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De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
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