How awfully crude!
How solemnly boring too!
That I remember not your first touch
And the first time I gazed at you.
I let it pass as moments pass
And the memory has died alas!
Yet I do remember that moment
Clearly thus how touching and gazing
It dawned upon me that love had crept in freely at last.
That time not so distant when
For a millionth time I looked into your eyes
And realised seriously that this is the man I must have
Is etched upon my memory fastedly
And I can't undo it.
That is why as the days go by
I clasp your hands harder in mine,
And kiss you deeper,
And really soak in you as you are
Because I really can't forgive myself for not remembering
The first time you touched my heart.
So it must be destiny then
That to touch you and love you
Was really meant
And I won't forget the times hence
When our love has hit a high spark.
I promise you.
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