Doomed Innocence
The lovers were not the same, but they were ONE.
Eternally each others love of a lifetime.
Romeo and Juliet defined their rebel love with a cause.
His heart had never felt so full of light.
Her love enveloped them into a romantic fog.
Such are the times of our growth and wonder.
How far time seems to stretch into the long glorious future.
Young lovers at heart never fully fade away.
Parental rules hinder freedom finding flirtations.
Youthful optimism fuels the need to connect.
Playing house evolves to first love - first time.
Baby never enters young lovers' periphery.
Too young and afraid of playing adults lovers.
Returning to fold of home security, both lost.
She knew not to repeat history learned from her immigrant mother.
The doubts of his love grew as he became a ghost to her.
Her mama's words haunted as he pushed her further away.
She had to finish college as was the immigrant's dream.
Letting down her Mama meant losing a part of her soul.
The immigrant ideals pushed her to forget love.
Her fears of his long silence drove her into a suicidal frenzy.
He heard his father's speech of looking far into the future.
His father had lost his life's love, living still with the pain.
He heard of a man's role to provide and be responsible.
He saw duty as love and all romanticism faded from his heart.
His reality set in cement loaded stress onto his young shoulders.
His blue eyes no longer shone as his heart was now stone.
His need for money now the love of his life.
Time hold hearts hostages as they slowly die.
The mind tricks the heart to believe in money.
Fueling the need for greed like a rat in a cage.
The hardened heart learns to no longer trust in dreams.
The lonely heart adapts -.finding another just as lonely.
Finding one also as broken and cold.
Never looking for love to envelop the heart and soul.
Familiarity of shard heritage comforts the mind.
Lack of love ignored as the brain calculates numbers.
Status symbols pursued--keeping up with the neighbors ensued.
Church on Sundays to network with the bosses.
His 2.1 kids and dog filled Christmas cards.
The perfect trophy wife -bleached hair-made a clean family picture.
His heart cried as it was shut down and deemed hazardous.
She knew he had always been headed there anyways.
She had hoped his ego could love her too.
She heard her mother's words echoing in her mind.
Her heritage condemned the white blue eyed salesman.
Her heart knew he was caught in his own snare.
Her mind calculated to forget his weaknesses.
Her love of her life now a prisoner to cynicism.
Freedom is but an illusion created by time.
Time is an illusion created by the mind.
The mind plays games in order to stay sane.
Sanity is a construct of borders made to keep rules.
Rules brings competition and jealousy.
Jealousy controls the weak minds of haters.
Hate destroys love, eventually leading to wars.
War erupted between the young lovers.
Bitterness spread into every word spoken.
Blaming each other destroyed their trust in true love.
Gone was the pureness of innocent love, now stained by blood.
His weakness led to insecurities, infecting his heart.
Her fears of rejection were highlighted by immigration.
Too soon is love destroyed as misunderstandings reign.
The whispered words of caring parents meant to guide.
The good intentions formed from their own experiences.
The unknown hidden sides of prejudice replanted.
A new adventure burnt to the ground.
Old ways given respect and perpetuated.
Never growing the heart and mind.
Doomed to repeat the parent's old outdated values.
Soon, he found someone next door- sweet like a sister.
She continued her rebel ways, meeting a contemporary.
Separate roads towards the vision they had shared.
Still, memories of their pure love resurfaces everyday.
In the way they loved one another as innocents.
The countless plans and adventures spoken of in a lover's embrace.
The love meant for another now substitutions stand in.
So goes the story of our young lovers everywhere.
First true love is pure and unique as a single snowflake.
Mystical messages received by our soul's mind,
Of a past love again reborn to be fulfilled.
Obstacles ensure hints of a past unfinished.
Again a dance so intoxicating to your soul.
Sometimes, the mind can not grasps what the heart knows.
Young lovers beware of the fear of abandonment known.
Allow your heart to guide you down the mysterious path,
For what awaits is a window into what your heart seeks.
Bravely defy the odds in your mind to beware,
Instead plunge into the clear pool of emotions.
As Clarity awaits to reunite with her lover,
His Hope is all she needs to complete the cosmic puzzle.
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