These Little Things

Only now I have found out

What I missed in my youth

It were these little things

At twenty I only knew

Who I wanted to screw

Because the lessons of life were too few

These little things

That I’ve never felt before

The moments the heart sings

Body to body, in a tight embrace

Tenderly kissing my boyfriend

Extinguishing the desires without end

The two of us lying in the meadow

Under the summer sun light

Only cuddling and kissing

The hearts as down feathers so lite

Sniffing his body scent

Believing beyond doubt he is heaven sent

Far away from women, forging our ties

Women were not our concern

Reconnoiter unknown land

That we were for each other

Smiling coy, hand in hand

Reading the love in his enchanting eyes

These little, oh so beautiful things

I miss them now

Things that can’t happen again

With the same youthful open mind

It hurts me to know it is all lost

Why were they all so blind?

They all felt it was Satan’s doing

It was dirty and low

But what I never understood

What can be dirty about love?

What is wrong when our

Innocent love had grown?