First school dance, t-shirt and jeans,
paid fifty cents, and walked through
curiosity’s front door;
and there without warning,
came the invasion of the female persuasion,
first slow dance, first kiss,
on a gym floor;
and though it all did not go as planned
at the time, thought
I had graduated from boy to man;
but it was through time and practice,
and shared with some,
I learned of the passion within a kiss,
and how it was meant only for one.
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