This was not originally intended to be a love poem, but it had a mind of it's own. Oh well...
When we were young, you danced with me while our mothers sat and talked
We danced upon the meadow green
We danced upon the stage
We danced for joy of souls still clean
We danced away from age
We sauntered here and sashayed there while others slowly walked.
. . .
When we were young, you played with me while our fathers were at work
We played in fields and riverbanks
We played up in the trees
We played at war with guns and tanks
We played, just you and me
We climbed up this and slid down that till one of us got hurt.
. . .
When we were young, I told you that I would love you all my life
I told you when the sun arose
I told you late at night
I told you true love always knows
I told you it was right
We spoke of now and whispered then, the future man and wife.
. . .
When we were young, it seemed so clear that you and I should be
It seemed as true as passing time
It seemed as clear as day
It seemed so solid in my mind
It seemed the only way
We thought of it and nothing else, though now it's only me.
. . .
Now we've grown and have grown apart
When we were young, you danced with me, but now I dance alone
When we were young, you played with me, but now I sit and stare
When we were young, I told you we could make ourselves a home
When we were young, it seemed like love, but now you just don't care
Now we've grown and we must depart.
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