Puppy Love

Ink lings

I know not of this feeling, that dwells inside my breast
This bittersweet sensation that will not let me rest

It started with a smile you threw, one day when you passed by
And lingers long beyond that time, and I’m not sure why

I know a lot of girls but never have I felt like this
Never have I fantasized about a single kiss

Of course I know it cannot be, we live two different lives
Yours where wishes always grow, while mine fight to survive

The paths we walk are not the same, destined not to meet
The dreams I carry in my heart will never be complete

I’m sure that I’ll get over you, forget what could have been
And wonder what it would be like to be sixteen again.

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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