Young Lovers

Young lovers Greeting the spring Fling themselves downhill Making cobblestones ring With their wild leaps and arcs Like ecstatic sparks Struck from coal They grab at whatever passes So we can only hazard guesses But they rear like prancing steeds Raked by brilliant spurs of need Young lovers

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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