What we have is a young love
a Love cultivated in the purest of forms in the surest stages of childhood where everything we did was concrete fact that we are living because we did not have to think to live.
Born into a life of doubts and poverty so poor that free public education cost us and we didn't know the importance of learning why we were there and what was being taught was for own good and not to punish us for being bad kids.
For being in love with our childhood.
Our society was one of judgment.
We were judged as people as children as kids who were too poor to be cool. But not too poor to make a joke and laugh and make friends who were as poor as us.
You were as poor as me. And here we are now as young souls watering our young love our pure love.
You are the surest thing in my life the solid foundation to my infatuation is your spirit your art that is taking all my parts and putting them together like a puzzle a recipe of a sacred dish that is granted by your every wish.
With you I can't speak only seek a better way of showing you that your scent makes my head sway and all my thoughts are blurred by the slur in your voice by the way you say I love you.