I was only seventeen, and you were about the same,
and I knew nothing about you – I barely knew your name.
But I looked at you, and you looked at me, and we looked at each other, and then…
I knew, the first time you smiled at me, I wanted to see you again.
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i'm sure everyone can relate to this.....and that's every one.....
Good flow and rhyme and the repetition of 'and I looked at you etc. works well. The change from see to hold, touch etc. helps the story evolve. This is what I would call an old fashioned love poem. Maybe it could be used as lyrics in a song., Karin Anderson
This is such a story... as my age.. I feel very connected too.. young loves they come and go.. I learned it the bad way.. it is very nice.. I really enjoyed reading..
Paul, I subscribe to the view 'economy of words......'. But sometimes while dealing with certain subjects, like love, broken heart or any other narration of a story, I agree, the portrayal has to be slow and vivid. I feel that is the case with this poem. But I read everyday dozens of poems, most of them on love, nature and beauty. Hackneyed subject I feel. Same feelings, same expressions, same situations when love bloomed and when love broke.
this is good stuff. the way you used the rhymes then and again repeatedly strengthen the piece.. made it liek music to my ear. I liked it.
Oh that first thrill, so inocent, so dear...you are a sweet soul.
Though in your message I'd thought you were belittling my '17-year-old love, ' I was wrong. this is a great depiction of how in love us youngins can get and how much we feel for the first time, and how life goes on.
For the life of me, I can not figure why first loves are always tucked in a corner of our hearts.... Life can have its ups and downs, happiness can fall again, but nothing is as sweet as the first love in ones life..... This is very fullfillng and hits a tender spot within my soul..... Bonnie
Great imagery in this poem, I like. You never forget your first love. Unfortunately in my case: ( Please see my poem careless whisper :) .x
So Beautiful! ! your words flow beautiful and shows great imagery! This is a great poem and i love it. =)
Beautifully written, the first love never fades, the gloss of first kiss never dries up… And yes, the tears of the first break-up too never dry up…good one.