A FirstA Poem by MariaDahl1791It was a warm September night. Windows down, music blaring, The smell of horses, as the crickets sing. It was two souls, discovering something new.
A man and a girl next to a pond. Neither knowing about the forming bond. A look became a new touch, The touch, turns to a first kiss.
It all started with a "hello." She already had that shy glow. Neither thought that it would lead to a first kiss. © 2014 MariaDahl1791Author's Note
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MariaDahl1791Huntsville, ALAboutI've recently started writing. I had friends tell me to start sharing it with other people and (maybe) get them published. But one step at a time. My comfort zone is singing and horse training. But .. more..Writing
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