You may be gone, but I still keep your photograph,
Our first date when you asked how far we should go.
Undecided, I left the decision up to you.
Remembering my naiveté still brings a blush to my cheek.
Sixteen years later, I still see your smile in her eyes.
Memories come flooding back of that first night.
In the throes of Innocence-flare,I cried out your name.
Love never tasted quite so sweet all these years.
Excitement regardless, lingers in this still – my first love.