In your twenties you're meant to love deep late at night with your hair blowing in the wind.
Reckless abandon as you kiss and tell not knowing that you'd sinned.

In your twenties you are meant to find the one.
Be it years or months or days at least you'll get to love someone.

Now in your thirties you realise the ship has set sail.
Now in your thirties you realise it is possible to fail.

Thirties drain to forties and forties to death.
All I wanted was to love till my last breath.

© Swiftonic Poetry