First Time You Love Somebody
Love,
in it’s purest form:
roses smell sweet
we stop to smell them.
Talking,
with no more intentions
than to simply be
together.
Connected,
To each other and to ourselves
every moment
thought and breath
we commit to memory.
Free
There is no weight
in the world
Our shoulders without burdens
pure as we should be.
Time,
will pass we will grow.
We will rise with the future
one day we will die.
Once,
is how many times
we will try some things,
some of those things
shape us forever
and we try everything.
Us,
simple.
Me with you,
we go together.
