they said (archaic)

they said that my love was old fashioned,

antiquated, if you must –

for the path of endearment

would just cause vexation,

a solemn ire,

a lack of trust.

but I told them my love was just different,

far beyond just lust –

a love so grand that it could wrap

the entire universe

in a blanket of sparkling

stardust.

they told me this idea was archaic,

that I was a lost soul in a deep red dusk,

but I told them a love with such passion

came from lifetimes

of heart-lead wanders,

a small girl always on the cusp.

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