My first time loving heart; I knew it from the start; thus be a dream; to let all sparkle and gleam. If only thou knew my love; was truly sent from above;
Virgin Love By: Adam M. Snow
My first time loving heart; I knew it from the start; thus be a dream; to let all sparkle and gleam. If only thou knew my love; was truly sent from above; would I be here right now; speaking a virgin's love vow?
How great is thy passion? It pierces thee with fashion; like a spear called lovers woe; for I feel it's gentle flow. Thus be a wish upon a star; for I know who thou are. Tis be but a virgin love; sent from heaven like a dove.
Thus this be a lover's birth; no money can equal its worth. Thus it blooms gently like a rose; and yet preciously it grows. I have great affection; for that girl in the moonlight reflection. I am but a man unspoken; with love never broken.
Innocence...love sure was a lot simpler before all the heartbreak. Sorry don't mean to cheapen your poem. We have all been in that place of virgin love. Nicely written!
Absolutely lovely, kudos!
Great flow and great rhyme; quite heartwarming and expressive. Your choice of words such as thus, thou and tis, gives an almost archaic quality.
"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow
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