Pure Young Fantasy

When teenagers fall in love.. first love is just such heaven.. this is a tribute to that. Got to thinking back on how I wrote when I was 16.. lost those writings so tried anyways!

Pure Young Fantasy

 

When a girl longs for a boy;

he becomes her sweetest crush.

Her heart beats so passionately;

so shy at first - he makes her blush.

 

She has to be bold to take that chance;

She'll always remember her first high school dance;

The day that boy put out a quivering hand;

sweeping her away to her first unknown land.

 

She waits daily by her phone after school;

yearning for this handsome young man to be.

She can hardly keep her composure;

yet her heart feels so light and free.

 

Her dreams of him and her laying in fields;

far off in some beautiful and magic place.

He's holding her tenderly in his arms;

 adorned in a lovely dress of off-white lace.

 

 

When a boy yearns for a girl;

his hands madly fidget and shake.

Heart throbbing so intensely;

afraid to make each and every little mistake.

 

He has to build up the nerve;

to ask her for that very special dance.

There's no denying he's enamoured;

when he takes that second glance.

 

He gets flustered at his new friend's game;

playing phone tag and hard to get.

Yet he can not help being drawn;

 hungry eyes feasting her deepest sunset.

 

His thoughts race so mindlessly;

Hot sweet desire - so young to care.

A true young soldier in his heart;

an unbroken spirit he has to share.

 

 

Author's Note

do as you will.. I tried to go back to my youth..

Reviews

[Bud]

Captures perfectly young love...wonder if young love is the true love, and if the later love is jaded? Excellent write!

"He has to build up the nerve;
to ask her for that very special dance.
There's no denying he's enamoured;
when he takes that second glance."

Wonderful piece. Thank you for sharing this!

[Fernando Pessoa]

You really have a lot of heart and soul in this one! It's like looking inside, feeling all that love is, knowing the heart and mind so well. This is so wonderful !

Henry Ward Beecher: "I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love."

[*Evelen*]

Wow you are an amazing writer! I love this piece you really captured how love feels for teens. Thank you for letting us read this. It was great!

[Undeniable Truth]

Wow. That was great. Your talent has shone and this is only the first poem of yours that I have read. I love the way you capture emotion in your writing.

[Eagle Cruagh]

It must have been a wonderful trip,

the recounting of the adventure is beautiful.

You seem to have this gift for telling sweet stories
in verse. Your exquisite talent is obvious, your style
drops from fingertips like morning dew on grass.

Another beautiful poem from Lisette.

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Secret Lover;;]

Wow.
Its like you know everything I go through
:]
Thats exactly what its like! Ahhhh. How I love being a teenager.
Thank you for sharing.

[An owl on the moon]

Beautifully tender and expressive, taking me back to dusty photos in my mind and feelings yet lingering of anxiety and excitement... Wonderful words!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow you have captured young love beautifully... taking me back ways to some fond memories

He gets flustered at his new friend's game;
playing phone tag and hard to get.
Yet he can not help being drawn;
hungry eyes feasting her deepest sunset.

Oh been there, done that...
Really magnificent work.

[Shadow Writer]

You did a great job with this. Enjoyed the write. Ah, I can remember the day. Phantom......

[Katherine Wyatt]

This is precious and beautifully written!
" hungry eyes feasting her deepest sunset."
What a luscious line!