Random Poetry - Valentine's Day edition

In my youth I knew beauty.

In my youth I knew love.

In my youth I knew strangers and victims and the power of undecided lust.

At my beginning I wanted skin.

At my start I needed sin.

At the emergence of it all I wanted closure.

All of this is silly. All of this is kin. All of this is trying. All of this is whinging.

In my fullness I know so much that is beautiful.

In the stretch I know more than lustful thoughts.

In the shadows I know secrets truths and undiscovered loves.

At the end I wanted closeness.

At the end I wanted touch.

At the end I wanted restfulness and the beauty of your rust.