The First Time II

He was so sweet,
so innocent and serious.
Singing Elvis to me,
precious memory.
The Smiths on the stereo,
singing us through.
The saddest time,
the hardest time,
a time of confusion.
You were there,
my friend,
making me feel safe.
You will always be
special to me.
You took me so gently
in your arms,
no one could have given
a better present.
You made it feel precious,
in the days I still cared.

Shinemyrtle