tagNon-Erotic PoetryToo young then...

Too young then...


We were too young then, twenties still...
Caught in a web of our own making,
Blinded by passion's call,
Too busy slaking the thirst, staking
Out claims and boundaries.

We were too young then,
Our raw will too heady to ignore.
Experience limited to skin and bones, all surface.
We were too young to give each other's thrall
The light of day, nor deepest night.

We were too young then,
Wearing our hearts upon our sleeves,
A smile, a laugh, and then the sting,
A velvet throw, dry yellowed leaves
Upon the floor, under our feet.

We were too young then...
We shattered all illusion that we fit
Together... Carelessly spilt
Our blood, with juices mix't
In honor of our troth.

What would we've done when we be old?
Would we untwine what took so long
To weave? What then?
Would we have parted ways, folded
Our hands, our tale thence told?

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