Young and Free

We laugh in bed
Tears fill our eyes
Once more, together
However, this time
They are tears of Happiness
when we cry

We roll around
Like marbles in the sheets
Laughter never came so easily to me

Later, I caught myself staring 
from across a crowded room
I wished for another moment
 to be alone with you


I think back to our foolish, wonderful romance
I want to tell you how much in meant
I want to tell you I was Young and Free
But words fail me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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