Friday, July 5, 2013

Young Love (Poem)

The day I met you you were a young male

yet I hoped we would grow together

we done things that would make others blush or go pale

so many times we were linked together someway or other

we spent a lot of time doing stuff we loved

never did we not hugged

it always seemed to me. The way we were

so happy and gleeful it seemed to me.

-MAC-

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