She walked beside me, as though she was mine,
For the first time in what seemed like years.
She sat beside me and shared chili cheese fries,
As we were bombarded by jealous leers.
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'True love a rare thing, As uncommon as a foot of snow, At the close of spring'... i like the fresh images in this poem about first love!