I am haunted by
the chaos of youth,
its reckless bravery
the baptismal immersion of first love
or suicidal desolation of love lost,
its faithless wanton purity
and immature self-belief,
the devilment of temptation
with the surety of disappointment
yes I am haunted by
the beauty of youth
but would return there
in the blink of an eye.
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© Graham Sherwood 11/2019