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Young Love

Idyllic sensations of fingertips gliding across unspoiled flesh

 

Kisses fill in the gaps left by words unspoken

 

Bright eyes meet and exchange heavy glances of infatuation

 

Souls clinging to the inexperienced adoration, praying it stays fresh

 

The luxury of hearts yet to be broken

 

Blooming lust like budding carnations

 

Petals flittering about in cold springtime sun

 

Flippant and apathetic about what the future holds

 

Never expecting to be crushed under the boot of a world-weary passerby

 

Despite pressure to crumble apart, the petals cling together until their lives together are done

 

The heavy feeling of eyes cast upon young lovers, bystanders recanting the most terrible scolds

 

Are no match for star-crossed lovers, too entangled in emotions to be pulled apart by outside forces, and too far gone to say goodbye.

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Written by
michelle-lynne
French
Published
Mar 28, 2013
Lines·Words
12·130
Notes

A poem to describe the purity and happiness that comes along with being in love when you're young. I wanted the poem to also portray the young lovers as oblivious to the outside world.

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