Friday 22 August 2014

1989-05-21: First Love

First love
Brings laughter,
Brings pain.
First love
Makes you think
You won't love again.

First love is fire
And shooting stars.
First love is life
In a rose-coloured glass.
First love don't stop
And won't last.

Next time love
Brings smiles
And sunny days.
Next time love
The give and take
Works both ways.

Next time love
Is quiet appreciation.
Those once bitten
Are twice shy.
Next time love
Just ain't the same.

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