First Time Poem by Richard Stilwell

First Time



Coaxed not pried,
With a calling card to open,
She came in on her free will,
And caught me kind of by surprise,

Off guard I was,
But on guard I was,
Ever vigilant to decpetion,

No lies were herd,
No excuses were made for entering,

An accent of calm,
An accent of cool,
Kept me at bay,

She listened,
And I listened,
As talk turned to play,

It did not last too long,
Nor was the time too short,
It was just right__
For our first time

10/02/05

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eila Mahima Jaipaul 02 October 2005

thinking back on 'the first time' of things should always bring a smile to your face... and a glint to the eye... nice write... I expect to see more of you... warmest thoughts -Eila

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Richard Stilwell

Richard Stilwell

Mooresville, North Carolina
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