First Love

Fresh in mind A lightening bolt in me But safer, kinder We slipped off conformity In triggers of encrypted chemicals No slap-on labels No pull to sticky corrections No show of egos unveiling Our mismatched skills did not get in the way We wooed like outfielders catching Off balance when separated Ignoring sweet word stumbles Joyful together, sharing each other's detours Our shadows weaved to one another leaning, like twin towers till issues snapped at our heels a re-evaluation unfortunate contusion apply another bandaid de-stabilizing pressure points a catered drift to others. Brazen memories - for the love that precedes the end of love still stirs. Poem revised: September 15th. 2020