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Apr 2015
The first time I saw you,
You didn't see me,
The second time I saw you,
I had another girl with me,
The third time I met you,
We were with friends,
Writing,
While I couldn't stop my eyes from delighting,
When your eyes touched mine in that lighting,
The next time we met we touched,
A little too much to be friends as such,
So I kissed you,
And I'm glad I did.
Because now we meet as lovers.
Christopher Richard-Francis
Written by
Christopher Richard-Francis  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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