It was the day I met him;
His light shone upon my face.
In all my life, I haven’t seen so much grace.
Within my mind was a desolate space,
Breathless, sinking into a land without escape.
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For it was the day I met him;
I saw eyes made of clouds,
Soft and gentle, I wondered how.
If only my thoughts were spoken aloud
It would tell him the reasons for my racing heart.
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Oh, it was the day I met him;
I heard a voice, a mellifluous tone – capturing my soul,
Sending butterflies beyond control.
I shifted, I twisted and lost myself to a mental stroll;
A place where it was just us – surrendering to lust.
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It was the day I met him;
A story was unfolding that was not yet written.
My heart shivered and became smitten
At the thought of what was hidden;
A human so perfect – a body made of gold.
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It was the day after I met him;
His eyes looked at me the same way
For I knew I was all he thought about that day
His glance was rare – not intimidating I would say;
More so, calm and radiating like the morning sun.
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For it was days after I met him;
Our eyes would still meet,
In a short romance, we would greet,
And my day would be complete.
In another life, maybe, in another life, we could be.
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Lovely and heartfelt poem. It’s good connecting with you and thank you for following PoetryPalette.
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You are expressing a beautifully heartfelt moment between two people. The sadness at the end is especially poignant as a result. I wanted the two people to continue with the earliest intimations of love that they have experienced, but apparently that cannot happen in this lifetime; perhaps in another life, but not this one. So much of love is the longing when the opportunity (if indeed there ever had been an opportunity) has passed.
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Thank you.
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