I loved a boy once with soulful blue eyes,
and sandy locks that always looked delightfully disheveled.
I loved him for his quiet grace and honeysuckle tongue.
The way he kissed me with all of him.
The way I kissed him with all of me.
I loved a boy once when yesterday’s regrets didn’t exist
and tomorrow had yet to meet fear and doubt.
I loved a boy once..in the moment..on borrowed time
with stolen whispers and heart stirring sighs.
I loved a boy once with an exuberance
only young spirits can understand
One breathe
One heartbeat.
I loved a boy once.
That’s a great poem. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Sweet and pretty. Very nice, Tosha.
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I’m glad you like it. x
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A beautiful story.
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According to Todd, the poem is about him. Oh brother. 😉
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An ode to the innocence of young love? This poem shows that not all blue eyes are evil. 🙂
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Hurrah for sweet love! And blue eyes!
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Yes!
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