I figured I'd end National Poetry Month with another of my sappy love poems from years ago. This was written with the hope in mind that I'd, as a introspective and wanderlust-obsessed teenager, find someone to truly fall in love with.
Enjoy! & as always, feel free to link to or +1.
Against All We Thought We Knew
How much time do we spend
Sending prayers to silent skies
While trying not to give in
To lonely, desperate sighs
We're always asking when
We're always asking who
Thinking of all that's been
Love that hasn't proved true
Then water falls on a field
Barren, where no love grew
Hard soil that's slow to yield
Against all we thought we knew
A smile and a slow, sweet kiss
A hug and two hands, together
In those hearts, there's a bliss
In those hearts, there's another
Life without and love without
Another soul and another heart
Is no life, just more doubt
Its love tearing itself apart
- Ryan A. Goodwin
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