Posted on December 9, 2018
by Shannon Little 
0 It was an early spring morning
the sun’s greeting was just in reach.
I could feel the warmth
of a loving embrace.
It was you I saw
it was your love I felt.
The silky softness of the clouds
murmured promises of love
they danced in the blue skies up above.
I could hear your wish
spoken form soft lips
your touch so tender.
First love you bring.
The day has ended with
the rise of the stars
waking to bring light to a well full of darkness.
Secret words never before spoken on this night
lay bare and vulnerable
they are barely audible.
A promise to feel.
A promise to dream about you
this night
for my first love has surrendered
to my heart.
Jaz Gill ©