Teenage Arrows Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Teenage Arrows
when the arrow of love hits the very,
core of you,
the fight inside the body will lose,
a moments laps of the human touch,
the teenage thoughts mingles and,
mangles with the ups and downs,
emotions, winks that bleed day and,
night, minute after the second hand,
on the face of the clock chimes the,
hearts excitement,
power and hopes, the merry,
kisses will never go slow
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