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It wasn't the moment
I met her at the church
The times we chatted
in the coffee hour

No, not in the class,
Studying His Word

It was the first kiss,
the first time I held her
falling into her
warm brown eyes
Feeling her against me

Her lips against mine
joining bodies, hearts and lives
with the first kiss

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