Perfect strangers
longing for acceptance.
Neighbors that had
only spoken once or twice.
Sitting on your porch
as I pulled into the drive,
I must admit I noticed
the twinkle in your eye.
The moment that you spoke,
I knew that I was doomed.
Maybe it was my lonely heart.
Or was it your love sick charm.
Yearning for comfort,
a hunger for warmth,
a walk in the dark,
you spoke of sins and fears.
I told you of my hopes, dreams.
And as the dawn approached,
so did reality...
a mental picture of your family.
You never touched me
with your hands,
but your words...
still embrace me.
Author notes
He was my neighbor and one night when I got home from work (I worked 2nd), he was outside and we started talking. We talked all night. I fell for him really fast, but he was with someone. We went for a walk and talked about everything...I mean quite literally everything. After that we would sit outside and talk for hours, almost everyday, he talked about leaving his girlfriend, but it just never happened. I ended up moving and then later he moved. We haven't spoke since. I have no idea what happened to him.
A contest entry
- 140th Contest by Tarja.
450 points, ended January 7, 2008, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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this poem was very well written congrats on your other trophies! they where well deserved! good job! thank you for entering and good luck!
NineTailedFox -
this is very heartfelt congrats on the silver
Thank you for taking the time to enter this into my contest I wish you the best of luck
RedwingSpirit
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Very heartfelt story.... destiny is an interesting thing. Sometimes meant to be: other times not and yet, was meant to be the rich moment it was. Wonderful write.
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When I read the author's notes I read the poem again and it was better the second time around... I have to say that is a very sad story. If you don't mind me asking, what was his name? There are many people in my past that I have had a connection to that I will probably never see again and it's really depressing.
Anyway thank you for entering and explaining. I loved this.
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Both the poem and the explanation about the memory were really sweet and heartfelt. I thought it was a beautiful poem. Who knows, maybe one day you'll run into this guy again or something.
Great write!
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thanks, it was completely off the cuff...the crazy things we think about at 5am.
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