He, my first dance
I had my first dance when I was sixteen,
That tall, handsome guy which shirt was so clean,
When he touched my waist, my heartbeats goes erratic,
Four black eyes crossed, I smiled automatic.He gently held my hands as we both walked,
I'm so shy, that I barely talked,
He asked me about my favorite food,
All the things that changes my mood.I can't take my eyes on his hair,
I caught him staring at me too, that's fair,
Nervousness made my knees tremble
I can't control my senses, they're unstoppable.His name starts on the tenth alphabet,
It's the month of June, when we first met,
He loves to draw and dance,
He's not a believer of second chance.This poem is dedicated to: shadow-wolf911
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