Young Love Is. Poem by Evon Christian

Young Love Is.



I never knew how something fragile
And beautiful
could exhaust itself before me,
Or how even the immaculate have flaws;

I should have realized by now
That love was selfish and imperceptive,
But guided by an easy craze
young love is

To have that simple feeling,
Which provokes and disdains all others.

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Evon Christian

Evon Christian

Huntington, WV
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