Young Love

Young love
owns the bodies of those who
go about the task of

carving a shelter on the
altar of desire and naked
affection. The kind that

grows like the night sky
claiming a territory
already weak at its knees.

Neither of us knew what lay
grunting in its keep. No promise
of earlier days could protect from

the falling away of
hands that swore to hold
everything, especially themselves.

We are only as brave
as the songs we play in loops,
as the stories we tell ourselves when
yearning for a different truth.

Everything is worthy of saving,
if we trust enough to try. We don’t
have to wait for a sign anymore.
Let’s save ourselves for now.

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6 thoughts on “Young Love

  1. “We are only as brave
    as the songs we play in loops,
    as the stories we tell ourselves when
    yearning for a different truth.” – ! ! !

    Beautiful, absolutely beautiful! Did I say how beautiful this was?

  2. You show me how to do it with simplicity every time, it’s like magic. Every line bornes depth with it and that’s the best part. It’s so easy to sound bland with simple words but not you. Never you. You’re awesome and this is a beautiful piece.

    Come and have my heart ❤❤❤ it’s free 😍

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