First Date Poem by Paul McAnaney

First Date



As i drive through the rain
it strikes the windshield with
a subtle disdain.
As you run to the car
to avoid the rain i think
my god you could be
the one to release the
sun. Your beauty awakens
within me the clumsy
nervousness of my youth.
Now we feel loves first
awkward embrace as i
gently caress your face.

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Paul McAnaney

Paul McAnaney

Mullingar, Co. Westmeath, Ireand
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