First Love, Last Love

An awkward girl once sat in class,

Eager, ready to learn.

Yet not quite ready for the lesson.

You sauntered in.

Confident,

Handsome and strong,

Stealing my breath with every footstep.

The vision of everything I dreamed of,

Of every heartthrob on my wall,

The boy in the boy band,

Before that was a thing,

And more.

You were perfection personified,

My heart filled with a burning hate,

Mixed with a love.

So deep.

It shook me to my core

Hate for the cocky, beautiful boy,

A girl like me could never touch,

Tender love for the heart I felt,

Beating beneath the perfection,

And behind your sea-blue eyes

My heart raced,

My cheeks burned,

As the very sight of you propelled me to womanhood.

I sat, dumbfounded,

Stupefied as every love song finally made sense.

Slumber eluded me,

Replaced by dreams of your gentle kiss.

Awake, I was jittery, silly,

Trembling at the thought of your touch.

I sat, powerless against the sweet intoxication,

Carried away,

By the over-exuberance of passion-filled youth,

Too strong for my innocence.

And I knew you were mine,

My love,

My soul,

My destiny.

1986 now seems so far away,

That girl,

That boy,

Disguised by lives long-lived and,

Decades passed,

Until, one day,

You appeared again,

An image on my computer screen.

Bigger,

Balder, older,

And once again, time stood still.

No longer the picture-perfect boy,

But the perfect man for me.

And in an instant,

The racing heart,

The stolen breath,

The burning cheeks,

The sleepless nights of a love-struck ingenue,

Consumed with capturing your heart,

Afflicted me,

Even stronger than before,

But this time,

No hate,

Just love,

For my love,

My soul,

My destiny,

At the very first sight of you

Again.