Infatuated Reminiscences Poem by me poet yeps poet

All love poetry in the teens
emanates from ones heart
as it is just infatuation
you dear poet are no exception
whenever flower gives only her hue

and

every slap of the wind does say
doc wake up
don't dismay
be gay

I am in love with you......
so with me come out and play
in dreams we shall exchange
our vows we may

but

as we are of the same age
you will be married soon
O my love who will I alone swoon
they won't marry me too soon

a guy must hold on for much longer
by that time his fiancée becomes a mother
so let infatuation be
our love mother

you become one
as I still
continue to linger...

but till then let me feel
I am the only lover
and
poet indeed
of a class
where poets like me
never seed