Description: It's been a long time since I wrote, and I'm in a new relationship, and this kinda poppsed in. I feel like I might have stretched the ryhme, but not sure. and I feel like it lacks a conclusive feel, but I haven't one at the moment, just the ride. so I let it be.
Rush on into Age -------------------------------------------
Timid quick; at the slightest touch
Laugh a little and a little too much
Hesitating, smiling pairs they blush
On into age, the young lovers rush
Clasping hands and tangled sheets
Contented sighs bought oh so cheap
But in these nightly little treats
Tomorrow’s restlessness we reap
Wasting worry during daily trite trials
At the impermanence of last night’s smiles
To be proven false, or true each night
In the hurried pauses of young moonlight