Love Is Young Poem by Sammy Aswani Luyove

They embrace and kiss
They intertwine
They toss each other and whine,
But in silent screams
Because they are young
And you are old.

They give promises... though empty
They walk hand in hand ignorant of onlookers
As if they are only two, on a lonely isle,
And the sight of them, will piss you off;
Because you are old, and love is young.

If you dare stop them;
They'll hide in the darkness
And seek each other through coded gestures
And strike the match stick on the match box
And instead make their infatuation deeper,
Quickly like hens and you won't catch a thing
Because you are old, and love is young.

You've noted the long hours they take at market!
You've heard some grits fall on the roof at night!
You've noted the many short calls and winks at sight!
You've heard the whizzy whistles as of a jet flight!
And you thought it was the night runner to fight!
And their secrete slang that you won't catch!
Because you are old, and love is young!

A damsel will start vomiting in the morning
Because the youth-man's arrow never misses target
Its sting is the only punishment for infatuation;
And at the chief's baraza, the'll be paraded
Scolded and ashamed, but forced to exchange vows
As the affected parents exchange camels and bulls
Because you are now old enough, and love is young.

But it is fun to see the young fall in love their way,
They are like budding scented flowers on a windy day;
They seethe your noses, swing and sway
When you don't want to see them just look away,
It's fun to see the young fall in love and have their say,
Because they are young and their love is young.