i search for love, though young i may be
in every face, i hope to see
a warmth, a care, a gentle touch
the kind i've craved so very much
they tell me love is meant to wait
but my heart doesn't know its fate
i fall for those with wiser eyes
with years behind them, no desguise
it's not just romance that i chase
but something deeper i can't replace
a love that heals, a guiding hand
a comfort i can understand
in older hearts, i hope to find
the motherly love left behind
i seek their arms, their tender care
a bond i never knew was there
i search in them what's missing still
the empty space i long to fill
for though i'm young, my heart is wise
it seeks the love i idealize
not just romance, but something more
a mother's love, an open door
and so i wander, hope in hand
for love i'll someday understand
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the unspoken desires
PoetryUnspoken desires often dwell in the depths of our hearts, shaping our actions and influencing our lives in subtle yet profound ways. These desires, whether they pertain to love, ambition, fulfillment, or personal growth, remain hidden due to fear, s...
