We're undressed
down to our skin
We have no worry
of the scolds within
this love was
not meant to last,
nor was it meant to be.
The sheets above us
are enough to hide
the horrors of the world
left far behind.
We left another
hundred things behind
just to be in
each other's arms-
Just for our hearts
to not be half empty.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry- Youth.
PoëzieThis volume contains poems of love, youth, loss and a variety of feelings that come with facing the sweetness as well as the bitterness of young love.
