Love for the first time and its beauty.
The First time (part 1)
We met one long summer ago
Both of us very tender
The seed of love yet to sew
An embrace or a kiss never
Both of us very tender
A steaming, clammy August night
An embrace or a kiss never
Sitting close, side by side
A steaming, clammy August night
I needed to hold her tight
Sitting close, side by side
A dizzy warm feeling inside
I needed to hold her tight
The seed of love yet to sew
A rhythmic sound of locusts
We met one long summer ago
We met one long summer ago
Both of us very tender
The seed of love yet to sew
An embrace or a kiss never
Both of us very tender
Oozing, swishing and cooing
An embrace or a kiss never
Only a sound of remote insects
Oozing, swishing and cooing
Combination of sound evoking
Only a sound of remote insects
I gently held her by her waist
Combination of sound evoking
The seed of love yet to sew
I gently held her by her waist
We met one long summer ago
We met one long summer ago
Both of us very tender
The seed of love yet to sew
An embrace or a kiss never
Both of us very tender
I kissed her lips
Just before, an embrace or a kiss never
Her lips were of the best taste
I kissed her lips
And my heart beat three times faster
Her lips were of the best taste
What an inimitable night
And my heart beat three times faster
The seed of love yet to sew
What an inimitable night
We met one long summer ago
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