Young Love Poem by Melanise Brown

You fill my heart in this...
There Love stays...
And always will...
Always when we touch...
There is too much love...
With you my soul is free...
And my minds high above...
You fill my heart with this...
A feeling i cant explain...
(And i still get the butterflies)
Without you, my air, they die...
If they are to die...
Or perhaps loose their color...
My world is very dull and then i shall suffer...
This thing I call love, 'YOUNG LOVE'
Is what you filled my heart with...