Amanda Miller Poet Romanticism

A Matured Innocence

I speak of a love
So childlike and pure
Of sweet nothings and care
And love songs galore.
A romance so juvenile
So brittle so new
Was something we thought
We needed to live through.

Then came the end
To a love that had paled.
A comforting goodbye
With endless hours of pain.

Each night soaked with tears
I’d dream about the day
Where sweet love you'd come
And take me away.

Three years since den
We’ve grown and matured
Found love found pain
With strangers and more.

Bruised and scarred
We return once again
To speak of that love
That seemed lost
And never to be found again.

But now I see
Why that childlike love had to end
Because now my dear
We can love once again.

A love more pure
But filled with strength
A love everlasting
A love that would never end.

You have saved my soul
That drifted away.
Brought love and trust
In its strongest way.

And now I dream
Not sorrow and pain
But a life with you.
Forever till we perish and meet again.

BY
Amanda.M.Miller

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