Jumping off the bus, a stomach full of butterflies
Why? I wasn’t sure
I had gone and met him so many times
But my stomach still raged with nerves
Running down to the shops, our meeting spot.
Ending up in the rain together, me in the soaked dress, him in the wet tracksuit
Our laughter bellowed through the streets as we ran to your flat, chinese in hand.
After we ate, we cuddled in your bed, to maintain heat, of course
And maintained the heat was, lying in bed until the wretched alarm went off
Putting it back another 30 minutes
I’d face my mothers wrath later,
Now I was content staying here
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daisydoo (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about a day I went out with my boyfriend, still in the early stages of our relationship. I felt so excited the whole day, unsure why. I wrote this when I got home
- Category: Love
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The exciting as a relationship starts to blossom, nicely expressed, enjoyed the read
thank you so much! I really appreciate it
You are very welcome
Young love as cute as a puppy that can latter grow into a faithful loving companion or a mangey brute that bites at the least provocation. Cute and tender full of excitement and alure it holds what all forbidden fruit holds consequences. Great write.
Oh my god, I love your comment! And it's so very true. I was just fortunate enough to get a faithful loving companion haha. Thank you so much!
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