Treasure Island

Marcquiese Burrell

(2/21/1987 / Baltimore, MD)

A Childhood Love Affair


Remember back when, I gave you my virgin heart
Like I known you just a little, you were a stranger

Since you've kissed me, I felt a connection to you
the night you pulled me closer we became inseparable

When you touched me, I'd melt, longing to feel this way all over again
Remember back when, we laid on top the car, looking up at the stars

You grabbed my hand, placed onto your heart, Mine placed onto yours and the rhythm beat as one
Since you've walked in my life, you've made me smile and for awhile I felt this connection, it proved us to be inseparable

Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 07, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/15/2013 9:10:00 PM)

    A nice poem that may evoke nostalgia in many a mind. Sweet expression of sweet memories. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (7/15/2013 4:43:00 AM)

    beautiful write on childhood love affair. though i did not get any such chance but it does not mean i did not realise heart bit. thnx for sharing. (Report) Reply

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