A love poem

I love writing poetry, but it seems that whenever I do, I come up with one or two decent stanzas and get lost on where to take it. So I have a lot of potentially solid poems with interesting ideas, but they end up having no real substance. Here for the first time is a completed poem. My hope is that it is of substance.  It's a rookie poem, as I continue to write, I hope to improve.

When we were young

Our compasses aligned

To this love that never turns away

When we ran with our bodies

Under the wholeness of the sunbeams

And this love that doesn't pass away

When the days grew older

Our spirits kept dancing

With this love that is just a touch away

When we tripped on the branches

Of the tree that shadowed

This love that begins to slip away

When our compasses were shattered

And our needles stopped pointing

To this love that feels so far away

When we learned to cope

With this life that kept pushing

This love so beautiful away

When we searched under the moonlight

With our compasses still broken

For this love that was torn away.

When we built up our towers

Desperate to find it

This love that blows fears away

When we finally fell silent

And heard the still harmonies

Of this love that always finds a way