I experienced far too many things

In my younger days of romanticism

So much so, I thought myself adroit

To all the free samplings I’d tasted

As honey-sweet as they were for me

I rarely revealed their bitter departing

More pensive reflection may have seen

The fallacy in my premised knowledge     

Observation has its special advantages

Just as first experiences behold their own        

Truth be told- steeping is timely learnt  

Where one savors the truest of flavors     

Only now am I ready to gently simmer

Purity of love and life… with a lover


Poet of the Light © 2023

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