My First Love

It's on nights like these
when moonbeams
garnish silver seas,
stars covering the Milky Way,
faint sounds of music
drifting 'cross the bay,
fragrance of jasmine in the air,
ti's at moments like this
I think of you my dearest,
of my never forgotten bliss,
awakening first love's delight,
passions I'd never known before,
an all consuming heavenly light,
lifting my body and soul
to a fiery, delirious height
amidst the shadows of the night,
a never forgotten dream
in life's rarely golden scheme,
it's on romantic nights like these
in my mind's eye - it's you I see
and wonder if you ever think of me...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2009 Alfred Charasz