New love seen where once before,
Breath came strong, and called for more.
Touching bold before growing old,
Exploring secrets beneath the fold.
Lovers new at playing the game,
Learning each other by more than a name.
Heat of love changed with time,
First love’s fruit picked from the vine.
A look, and time stood still,
A moment kept in time by will.
To revisit the time he would not forgo.
The memory still clung of love, long ago.
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