Treasure Island

Harry J. Couchon Jr

(10 17 54 / Bronx New York)

Secondhand Love


I'm not her first love, nor is she mine
A secondhand love can be truly divine
Knowing each other has been loved before
And you both are ready to be loved once more

Secondhand love knows it's way around
And avoids situations where hurt is found
Learning from the mistakes in it's past
A secondhand love is more likely to last

Secondhand love feels fresh and brand new
And that you're ecstatic you know is true
No doubts at all not a single regret
This secondhand love could be your best yet

And if you're sharing a secondhand love
There is nothing at all to be ashamed of
Love is love whether it's old or new
I'm glad my love my secondhand love is you

Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2008

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  • Stone Granite (6/22/2008 8:34:00 PM)

    How wistfully wonderfully your poem, and your sentiments are. Quite enjoyable to read. (Report) Reply

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