A First Love

Summertime is a time that causes me to especially reminisce upon my first love, Bill...that love was crucial. He's a constant thought on my mind - no matter the time, distance, space or season - but summertime especially makes me think sweet thoughts of him. Nothing could compare (in the earthly spectrum) to his lovely face, his touch, his rhythm. I simply adore him. How many of you can remember your first love?