First Actual Date

My beautiful curled
chestnut hair pulled up with
four pins.
The beautiful red material
placed upon my skin.
Not a penny spent.
You wore that red plaid shirt
under that old black jacket.
No tie worn.
We went into the pretty lights
displayed by the wonders
of downtown.
There we stood as a statue
as still as the fountain before us.
With it's beautifully golden carved
art work of stone faces.
Water falling so smoothly
as if it was magic.
For at that moment we shared our first kiss
before the intriguing lady
who shared the first experience
of true bliss.