My love

You are the first, my love,
Your smile got me,
A gleaming white teeth,
Spoke of genuineness of spirit,
Then your infectious laughter,
Had us doubly in a deep swirl of teenage excitement,
Eighty years on, hand in hand and in love
We sit, we walk in feelings of teenage excitement.

Written by Guest Author Susanna Dziworshie

12 thoughts on “My love

  1. Friendship can behold such visions passion may define, in revolution with such pulse that beats within our mind. Our dreams may test our best results in purchase of their faith, with heart and feeling to divulge our love upon their take.

Leave a Reply