First Love
Fresh in mind
A lightening bolt in me
But safer, kinder
We slipped off conformity
In triggers of encrypted chemicals
No slap-on labels
No pull to sticky corrections
No show of egos unveiling
Our mismatched skills did not get in the way
We wooed like outfielders catching
Off balance when separated
Ignoring sweet word stumbles
Joyful together,
sharing each other's detours
Our shadows weaved to one another
leaning, like twin towers
till issues snapped at our heels
a re-evaluation
unfortunate contusion
apply another bandaid
de-stabilizing
pressure points
a catered
drift
to others.
Brazen memories -
for the love that precedes the end of love
still stirs.
Poem revised: September 15th. 2020
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