We all grow nostalgic of a simpler past, of when life was not as complicated. I am a bit nostalgic of my childhood when I didn’t have the pressing concerns and anxieties and responsibilities of adulthood. An angle on this nostalgia is that women sometimes are nostalgic about their virginal past, life before sex complicated living. A good example of this nostalgia is allegorized in the following poem by Kelli Alexander. Enjoy.
THE VERDANT HEART
As I slept
The gentle press of his lips
Upon my forehead
Youthful affections
Unsophisticated, unsullied
The days when we were green
Long before jaded
A precious indiscretion
Locked in the treasure chest
Of my heart
The remembrance of which
Causes an ache
A little pang of loss
Of the long distant smitten
A little twinge of desire
To again be a girl unassuming
Untried, unguarded
To once more garner
The cherished honor
Of virtuous affections
Of gentle kisses
From a verdant heart
© June 2017- Kelli Alexander
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