Youthful Bliss and Empty Purse

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In the flush of youth, with hearts aflame,
We bask in love's sweet, intoxicating game.
Though pockets empty, spirits high,
We dance beneath the starlit sky.

Rent unpaid, meals skipped with glee,
For love's embrace, we'd trade our every fee.
A simple kiss, a stolen glance,
Our currency in this romantic trance.

Our dreams take flight, soaring high,
As we build castles in the empty sky.
Hand in hand, we face the unknown,
Bound by love, a bond that cannot be overthrown.

The world may mock our youthful ways,
But we care not for its scornful gaze.
For in each other's arms we find,
A wealth that leaves the rest behind.

So let the days pass, the nights unfold,
As we savor love's nectar, pure and bold.
For in our youth, broke but in love,
We've found a treasure, a gift from above.

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