Carelessly Loved

Your little bursts of rare pleasure,

The confusion left the air laden,

All the tension that crept into my way,

Even as it renewed long forgotten wounds;

There was something in your shadowy flame,

Inspiringly juvenile and sporadic flow,

I loved you more than I let you know. 

Your last streaks of adolescent uncertainty,

The politeness stung ever so meekly,

All the emotions that fled to the night,

Even as they made me stray from serenity,

There was something in your burgeoning aura,

Enchantingly sordid and impersonal bearing,

I loved you more than is worth knowing.