First Love

(December 1999)


He was like a mirage
   in a desert of life.
He sat next to me looking
   deep into my eyes.
I was flattered then,
   and with no hint of strife
Sitting close to him
   melted I like cubed ice.

There was no one else
   in the world at that time.
Only him, only me --
   us together, just us!
But it ended so soon,
   tasting just like a lime --
Sour feeling called "love"
   went away like a bus.


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