Love Grown Up

Such folly is the love I felt before
A foolish boy obsessed by passion’s lust
How easy those words slipped from the tongue then
In truth a man’s hunger is so much more
Yet only given with respect and trust
Those words of love don’t fall so easy now
I beg forgive me for mistakes made when
I was young, and so wild and cocksure
So love may grow as surely it now must
For your desire my heart can only yen
As I learn the ways of loving somehow
To be the man, the only man you need
As I learn the ways of loving somehow
I want to be the only man you need

 

©JG Farmer 2016
Form: Keats’ Sonnet

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