Our passion and kisses were stumbling — but stumbling in sync.
youth
no Physics
dancing under midnight stars
on damp grass in the dark —
a good friend by my side
youth’s music in our ears
wildcats watching hereaway
in the cool fall desert night —
zero credit hours for school
but dozens of them for life
Begrudge
don’t disdain the youth their ideals
or their puppy love head-over-heels
eventually they will learn and settle
inevitable retrogress — lover & rebel
Reformulated
Perhaps age is just youth
— old and improved!