Young Love

Hands together
as we depart -
so starts the day
you stole my heart.

Lily-white souls
in mid-July;
two youths beneath
the pure blue sky.

The shining sun
warms our embrace,
the tall green grass;
our hiding place.

On summer's stage,
we kiss on cue;
I smile knowing
I stole yours too.

Responses

7 comments so far.

1. nymphadora says:

   I'm totally lost for words. This poem is great!

2. Un Known says:

   this is awesome!

3. Spiral Fracture says:

   Nice flow. This pace of writing is my favorite. Most of the poems I hold dear have this same structure.

   This is the type of poem I wish I'd written :) thanks

   -Spiral

4. Mars Davis Sr says:

   great job! sure brings back memories of the pure innocense of young puppy love

5. Brian Douglas says:

   that poem is very nice and meaningful 5star rating i have writtin something similar to but still waiting for it to be reviewed

6. Ryan Morgan says:

   I like it, captures the essence of the moment well!! Great structure.

7. THOMPSON OYONMI says:

   nice!