My First Love Poem

Your face is like a precious metal
Your eyes are the pull of focus
Like streams of water
Gushing outward
Caring, thoughtful, loving
They are the color of an ocean
I knew long ago

Your arms are lovely
They feel warm and secure
They are compassionate
Yet, at times unwilling
But your hands are smooth
And they are always willing
Sensitive to the touch
Deeper than a caress

Your smile fills my soul
Makes me yearn for more
Your touch makes me nervous
My heart pounds faster
Hold me, love
Protect me, love

Deeper and deeper my heart falls
How I long to be with the one I love
To touch you and to kiss youDarling, so brave and so courageous
I love you