Chorus
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You are, in fact, last
In almost everything.
The last to feel my passionate kisses
The last to wear my wedding ring.
The last for making love throughout the night,
The last one that I give my body to.
But you are my first real love,
And baby, I love you.

You were not the first one
For that slow dance on the floor,
The first one for a movie,
Or that I bought flowers for.
I wish that you were the first,
However, that can never be.
I'm just happy that you made it for
The grand finale.

Chorus
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You are, in fact, last
In almost everything.
The last to feel my passionate kisses
The last to wear my wedding ring.
The last for making love throughout the night,
The last one that I give my body to.
But you are my first real love,
And baby, I love you.

Being first is no big deal,
It's really not that grand.
Just as your walk with God,
It's how you ended and not began.
You're a long awaited prayer,
A blessing from above.
Just as heaven is at the end of life,
So are you at the end of love.

Chorus
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You are, in fact, last
In almost everything.
The last to feel my passionate kisses
The last to wear my wedding ring.
The last making for love throughout the night,
The last one that I give my body to.
But you are my first real love,
And baby, I love you.

B.G. Wetherby
Enchanted Mountain Poems