The blood pulsating hotly in my veins
I long to reach out just once and touch you
But for honor's sake my mind heeds me refrain
My feelings are not shared by you, I know this
And sadder still, the trivial reasons why
My faults and errors here pronounce my judgment
By sins to obvious to be denied
I have in past given of myself too freely
Rebelled against the honor of my name
And now I carry the end result ever with me
With only my own misjudgings here to blame
I have in past been naive to extremity
And childish in confusing love and fun
How I've wished you'd find a way to overlook this
And see only now the woman I've become
My youth itself has come to be my curse
Though what I lack in years I have in strength
Yet somehow men's minds must seek the worst
And by my age declare my soul too weak
My knowledge far beyond my years
And experiences many
Yet by my vibrant youth you judge
Of these I have not any
I have known of life and love
Of passions and of sorrows
And yet you presume my thoughts on these
Must be some theories borrowed
From some book or friend who's older
From some lesson I've reviewed
I think perhaps you have some secret fear
That I know more of life than you
Heather Dawn Morrison