Young at Heart

Form: Ottava Rima

While skimming pebbles on sapphire sea,
You caught my eye with a cheeky smile,
Then later still we set our Pooh sticks free,
We watched them sail away in single file,
No grown up talk as I like you crazy, see,
So what if sometimes we play juvenile,
For soon enough you’ll kiss my waiting lips
And grasp love’s gentle breeze on fingertips

©JGFarmer2012

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