I am young, but not naive
honest, but not innocent
optimistic, but no fool
I am intimate with unhappiness
Run over by love on a way street
My darling,
I do not love you with starts in my eyes
and bells in my ears
But deep inside, butterfly wings
beat in gentle silence
When you call my name
I will not take for granted
the warmth of your embrace
or the happiness I feel with you
Love after innocence brings greater appreciation
for what works
Amplifies instinctual messages
too often ignored
Recognizes the dynamism each individual
brings to this world
I will love you, darling
With all my heart, wisdom, and instinct
In this liminal moment
I am yours