Children

I'm not an adult, yet not a child,

Raised to be mature and do the right thing,

I don't take chances, I don't take danger,

But maybe it's time I did.

 

Now here we sit alone, in each other's arms,

Neither expecting much after,

But maybe for now, just for now,

That's all we need.

 

An adult would stop this,

Say it's not right.

An adult would think through

And consider the consequences.

 

A child would continue,

Live for the moment.

Screw the consequence and just 

Enjoy themself.

 

May be immature, may be irresponcible,

But hell I need the rush.

So take my hand, and kiss my lips,

And for once lets act like children. 

Reviews

[Kerwin]

Very sweet! I love this.

[DavidRyan]

Such a cool idea and a hopeful ending. Being an adult is necessary, but being a child is fun. I think a perfect mixture of both is needed to keep sane. If you're too much of an adult, you take everything too serious. If you're too much of a kid, you never get taken seriously. But, l like I said -- and you worded so well -- a mixture of both is beautiful and needed in everyone's life. Well done.

[bluessadmood]

Oh that was so nice ,lets act like children for a while,who care for what they say..
I am an adult and a child in your hands,So mature ,dont take chances
Watch my steps,and its time I let go,in your arms I sit,feel us all alone
Now is all I care for,who could stop this ,who say its not right
With you I live for the moment,I need the rush
For once i take your hands,kiss your lips
And act jut like children all again
lovely write..

[Serend1p1ty]

Wonderful write.
I get the sense of innocence mixed with desires?
The ending stanza was great, really liked it.
Liked how you balanced being a child & an adult throughout the poem & then finally let it tip towards being a child again.
Great write, really.

Yours truly,
cloud6