Treasure Island

Faustina Marie

(2/2/1996 / Ontario, California)

Second Love


Second doesn't sound nearly as special
As first

But you're a world more important to me.
There are scars on my hands
And lessons on my lips
Without which I couldn't be yours

I'm still discovering you.
We are so much more exciting and new
Than First

You watched First hurt me,
So I know you wont do the same

Delicately brushing hands, and lips
You electrify my being
And I'll never stop being thankful
For you

Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 19, 2013

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