Excitement builds As you wait for the day To see your old friend On an arranged holiday
As the day draws near You become quite giddy You plan to meet each other In a faraway city
Questions cross your mind And you’re apprehensive You can only wonder If she’ll find you offensive
When the day finally comes A strange pit forms in your gut You know you must play it safe No matter what
Shaking in your boots You pray she still finds you attractive Considering your age You hope she’ll be adaptive
Stepping off the plane You see her slender form She smiles and waves at you From the small open door
More questions flood your mind About what she’ll think Will she still want you Or will this be a huge mistake
You clutch the flowers tighter A bouquet bought just for her She begins to run to you And all becomes a blur
Tears quickly emerge You’ve captured her awaiting heart Instantly you wonder How you ever made it apart
Clutching one another As if your life depends on this embrace You both feel emotions Which cannot be erased
Neither one of you Can hold back the steady stream of tears The warmth of her body Erases all your fears
Finally you know for certain She’s always been the one You eagerly kiss her lips And look forward to some fun
She reciprocates your affections And smiles in satisfaction Nothing can thwart This overwhelming attraction
It’s been many long years Yet somehow love remained You realize now Your love was not in vain
Written by, Michelle Cook
I haven’t felt much like writing lately, so I decided instead to share one of the poems from my book, Beneath the Canopy. I wrote my poem, Timeless Love, back in February 2016. This poem was inspired by an old article about a couple who had been separated during WWII. They lost all contact, she thought he’d died, and both married other people. Eventually, against all odds, a letter one of them had sent during the war finally got delivered. This letter caused them to reunite, and since both had already outlived their spouses, they were able to rekindle their romance from long ago. I was so touched by the story that I wrote my poem, Timeless Love. This poem is one of my personal favorites, and if you like this poem, please check out my book. It’s free to read if you have a Kindle unlimited membership.
A sliver of sunlight was all he had as he sat on the cold, stone floor. But the warmth of that thin ray was all he really needed to recall that last day with her. Cowering in the corner of the scanty room, he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift to her. She was the only comforting thought he had now, and his memory carried him to the last place they’d been before the world turned upside down.
They’d been sitting in a sunny field surrounded by wildflowers; she’d woven daisies into the shape of a crown and placed the arrangement atop his head. He could still remember the playful look she’d given him as she proudly crowned him king of her heart. Then, in turn, he’d reached down to pluck a dainty flower that was nearly in full bloom and tucked it gently behind her ear. The gesture caused her to giggle, and that sweet melody was a song he’d held onto ever since.
After a long while, he gave me a fighting chance to show him a little bit of love and romance. Years streaked by before he finally noticed me; the love of his life, so willing, so free. Many others I’d met never ended up swayed, and sadly for them, that’s why they never got laid. The problem is some people just can’t believe in a person who hasn’t got something up their sleeve. So many live their whole lives full of doubt and suspicion, never trusting that anyone could have a fair disposition. And it’s sad but true that the trusting are few. Sometimes you just have to follow your heart.
Not everyone will be able to feel my words, and most will likely never grasp their full meaning. But you will, you always will because you’re the ink surging through my veins, and you’re the color of all my affections.
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