Itches Of Love Poem by Ojoo Isaac

ITCHES OF LOVE
You shall fall out with friends,
and set eyes on their true colours.
Dressed in eagerness; you shall follow all trends, and then on many unwanted necessities wasted your hours.
Your hormones, famished, shall begin,
to govern your heart.
Then the alphabets of love, they will ink,
when your puberty does start.
The thought of love,
is like honey that into the mouth of your heart drip,
a sweet worry from above.
It makes you feel like, apart the mighty sun you can rip.
Do not hasten your march to love, teen,
for many are the itches of love, never seen