Garland Cinquain - Infatuation
True love,
Tender and sweet.
Kisses, cuddles, the joy.
Young true love breaks many a heart!
Persist!
You must!
Compromising?
Yes, it can work for some,
When two becomes one, does it still?
No doubts?
Pleasure?
Maybe despair?
If the latter then think!
Infatuation? Eyes' can't deny
Won't lie!
True love,
It's, passion, gone!
Stop thinking, leave,
And as the weeks do pass you by,
Again!
Happy,
The truth found you.
Broken heart now mended!
Still young? True love will come, find you,
Again!
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