Young love - oh the memories come flooding back.
Holding hands giggling at chosen secrets
Secrets that to this day are still worthy of a smile
The warmth of that moment is captured forever.
Captured in my golden heart locked, kept safe.
The first kiss - butterflies flapping around.
I remember those feelings, nice feelings.
Drawing his face towards mine, the anticipation
The excitement, that too is held by my golden key.
Isn't love sweet.  First times, lasting times, good times.
Don't ever let these feelings go. Keep them. Savour them
Because when your life is full of grey hair and complete
You will treasure golden feelings when love was sweet.