The First Time

The first time you said hello to me, I was afraid to speak back.
Because I was afraid that
I'd actually like you, then lose you-- to lies, or life.
But the first time I heard you,
My heart attached to you. My ear was soothed by you. And I fell.
The first time that I saw you, I wanted to run from you
Because I cant miss what I never had, and I wanted you.
The first time that you touched me
My skin was jealous of me,
That it touched a part of you I couldn't share fully.
The first time you looked at me,
My eyes couldnt see. My mind wondered aimlessly, skipping in front of
me.
The first time you said I love you
I wasn't yet sure of you. I didn't want to trust you.
But I wanted to love you, too.
And the first time I realized I loved you
Was way after I really loved you...
but my mind had to think of you, the way my heart already did.
The first time we had our first time my body burst into flames
My mouth completely screamed your name, and your lust became my fame
The first time I felt love in me...I floated naturally, and unnatuarlly
Simultaneously.
The first time I heard your "ex" I was hurt you thought of her
I wanted you to forget her. But then...I'm thankful for her.
She made you who you are to me.
She gave up, that chance now belongs to me. And so I think now
gratefully.
The first time you left me, my body felt a loss
My mind went in a toss. And I eyes felt a cross
Your spirit lingered on in me, and followed on with me
And until the next time...I'll have to ponder on the first time
Again and again.

Excellent,Monique.I sensed a profound sadness towards the end of the
poem,but WOW!so beautiful and your feelings are so powerful and
overwhelming.I LOVE IT!! Godspeed!Cybear