Age Is A Number. Poem by Bailey Burris
Age Is A Number.
Like the sweet taste of sugar
On my speckled pink tongue
Your lips touch mine
And we know what's begun.
They say, this can’t be love,
You’re only just young.
Do years define feelings?
Does a number define love?
Sex is a religion.
Everyone’s joining.
As the peer pressure gets stronger,
The more children start yearning.
My question to you is, can this be real?
Or am I to young to comprehend the ideal?
Could this last a life time, or just a few months?
Am I to young to feel this in love?
i liked your poem. and i semi agree. i think with age comes maturity. and i know i'm pretty naive. so my only advice is to look at things for the time - never compare. never look back. and never makes things more than what they are. you write very well.
A poem to ponder upon...yes, age is just a number! Enjoyed; D
Sweet...age just a number...feeling is numerical blinded, who care about age if love give them a place like nowhere, hey i mean just go on as long u can take it! Love is not about age love is about to share and fill the space in the heart...well i like this 1
Love is like a pair of gloves - if they fit - WELL? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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i really like this poem you have so much to say i love the meaning behind it great job