I'll tell the story of you and me;
of how my heart swayed for yours,
you said no word but i heard it all.
a story of two hearts meeting
destination uncertain
Pristine but tenaciously ready
to lay on love's bosom and tread
the obscure yet intriguing paths
cleared by our hearts; i followed
your lead, learning as you learned.
Oh, young love!
what's the need for words
when our eyes meet and glow?
my hand in yours as we sat and stared
formed a channel for serotonin flow
On the throes of our love
further down the path,
i met insecurity..i met doubt
do i not find solace in your assuring gaze?
but now they held moribund answers to the twilight phase
of what should have dawned
Oh, young love!
the poignancy of parting
forced out venom from our lips
and made our hands numb by the hips
Oh, young love!
how was it that my heart was barricaded
when vestiges of cupid's old trick
on the dying embers hit?
