The first rush of blood,
Into my cheeks.
From a distance...
Our eyes met.
A lurch in my heart.
You held me close,
My downcast eyes.
Wedding bells,
Our hearts beat as one.
In your palms,
I lay my faith.
Years later,
In casual conversation.
I look into your eyes....
And there it is,
A soulful smile.
In the warmth of your arms,
Unbridled joy!
5 comments:
utterly sweet, Gargi. :)
super magical and sweet passion.
well done.
Indeed true love !
:)
Bless your love and lover :)
Nimue
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Same here, Gargi.
Well-captured. Even after 29 years, her look brings the blood rushing back into my cheeks.
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory;
-- Lord Byron
Link: http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Lord_Byron/5954
Peace and love,
- Joe.
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