First Love Is like Playing with Fire

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First love is like playing with fire:
Aglow with pain and glory.
Tell me, my dear first love,
Whether I'm burned into your heart.

The fire in your body,
The glory of your touch:
Ah! my dear first love,
Never, never leave my heart!

Although the fire is distant,
The pain is always near.
My dear first love, please listen:
I hold you in my heart.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon

Video Music: Excidentis Foliae. By Damiano Baldoni. Performed by Damiano Baldoni at the Free Music Archive
under a Creative Commons Attribution license.



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