First Love
FIRST LOVE
Her voice was as a bell tolled in soft motion
Chiming with her laughter
Trembling every liquid emotion
Till it overflowed its banks hereafter
And surged out, a new energy limitless,
Into the dimmed world, with perfume
From flowers blooming in my wilderness
From my dammed stream’s unblocked flume
And the stars shone anew
As the tears of joy and emancipation
Flowed more urgent, glistening dew
On the petals of adoration.
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