'They say we’re too young to know if this is real,
Keep telling me to go out and play the field,
Someday you’ll just be a name on a long list of loves,
Well age is just a number
An what I feel for you is real,
Keep telling me to live my life,
To make my dreams come true,
I guess they didn’t hear me when I said
You’re my dream come true,
They must have just ignored me when I said
I can’t live a day without you
I don’t wanna leave your side
An i don’t ever wanna say goodbye
They say 17 is too young to know if this love is real
But when you’re close to me
I feel it,
Fire and ice shooting thru my veins
I look into your eyes I know you feel it too,
They say young love never lasts
But they don’t know the two of us,
Age is just a number
Just a stepping stone to pass the time,
17 might be to young in their minds
But in our hearts we know what’s right,
Age is just a number
Time ticks slowly by
Day’s turns to months,
The months will turn to years,
And still here we stand,
Hand in hand,
Like before when 17 was too young to know a thing..
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I would like to translate this poem
I liked it. Great poem written with nice texture. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing. Kindly read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.