Hey everyone! I was thinking about love this weekend. Young love. My daddy used to call it puppy love. Everything feels so much more when you’re a teenager in love. The emotions are that much more amped, that much more exaggerated. They’re harsher. Brighter. And everything feels like it’s the end of the world, or the beginning of everything.

Remember?

Let’s write about a young romance. Whether it’s at the burning beginning or the fiery fade-away, let’s write poetry about youthful love.

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Have fun and share your poems!