My memory paints his handsome face,
My eyes seek his loving grace.
I dont need to search and find ,
As he is always there in my mind.
I can behold him gazing at me,
His hurried glances of ecstacy.
His burning eyes shooting like a dart,
He is still living in my heart.
He comes into my existence stealthily.........
His restless ways straying through me.
His smile hangs over me in an embrace,
His caressing glances I still can trace.
We dont meet yet nothing has fallen apart,
It's still the same as it was in the start.
In his life of success and fame,
I am sure he will treasure my name.
A thrill runs through remembering the moments so nice,
And tears well up veiling my eyes.
I somehow enjoy this yearning plight,
As he is my first love, a promise of delight.