One year ago, in dimness, your lips first touched mine.
I wanted, like you, for that moment to last until the end of time.
Our tongues fought for dominance, we scarcely stopped for breath,
Because you understood the importance of saving me from myself.
We clutched each other tightly, our hearts beating through our clothes.
Never again since then have I been able to hold you so close.
For a year it hasn't been easy, through the mocking silence of night,
for me to fall asleep without wishing you were by my side.
You made a promise, a hopeful pact, that if we were both unsettled and alive,
that we would be joined in unholy union when we reached thirty-five.
But I see it as merely a prospect, a dream that will not be;
Because there will always be someone in your life better for you than me.
I've tried and failed in my endeavors to keep you safe from harm.
And it's clear that you're at your happiest when in someone else's arms.
But then when your shining eyes meet mine, the hyposthesis is proven true,
that every word is meant when you whisper, "I love you."
One year ago, in dimness, your lips first touched mine;
That moment will stay with me until the end of time.
Author notes
Dedicated to a special friend. I will love you forever, babe.
A contest entry
- Love and Joy by Sarin Rayne.
650 points, ended June 9, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow.I really love this poem.It is perfect.Good luck in the contest
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I have to admit, I am jealous.
I read this amazing piece, and I read the comments below, and I cannot help but feel a little envy. The women who speak of their first loves as cataysts are my especial objects of this envy, as is the girl spoken of in such a way. To have someone feel so deeply for you, to express it so eloquently and tenderly, to hold on to that emotion so tightly....
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Beautiful.
God, I love poems like this, the ones remind me that I feel this way. I'm in love, and this poem touched me very deep within my soul.
The last stanza is my favorite, and I love how well this poem flows off my tongue.
very VERY good job, and I thank you for the wonderful read. Keep writing.
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Well, I must thank you for your kind words.
I havent looked at this one in a long time, but it certainly holds an important memory for me. Im glad you got something out of it as well.
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Your girlfriend/girl or whoever this is for must feel VERY special for having such a lovely write dedicated for them! A great smoothe rhyme and flow to it. And filled with such loving warm fuzzy feelings Wonderful work!
Warmest,
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Thank you very much.
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So very sweet, my dear friend. I have to agree with TSIHE, in that my first love was a brilliant catalyst for better things to come. We weren't meant to be, yet he showed me exactly what it meant to love, hence why I love my now-fiance with all my heart, and will continue to, so long as blood flows through my veins.
This took my breath away... Just knocked the air out of my lungs. I'm not normally a crier, but you almost brought me to tears with the passion in these words. Love is rare and precious, and never should it be taken for granted. You've captured the essence of what it truly means to love.
I hope, with all my heart, that this girl realizes how lucky she is to have someone who cares for her as deeply as you do. My very best to you and your love, now and always.
In love and light,
Laura, aka Immortal x
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I cannot thank you enough for your great comment. I'm glad I am able to produce powerful feelings within people; it lets me know I'm doing things right.
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Powerful.
Like all women in love, I love this poem. Made me think of my first love, before my husband. Though I don't think him and I were meant to be--he was a great first love, but he served more as a catalyst for my growing-up--my readiness to be a wife to someone else. Were it not for him, I'd not be the woman I am now, nor would I have learned all that I did. It was a painful experience-- the most painful I'd ever had (him leaving), but as my Tai Chi/Kenpo teacher in High School used to say, "Pain, is weakness leaving the body."
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Huh. I saw your teacher's quote on my dad's Marines' coffee mug. Weird. But yeah, this is a dedication to a very special girl (she knows who she is) and she obviously means a lot to me. Thanks again.
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Wow, I really don't even know what to say. All of that was one year ago, and it seems like it was just yesterday. Every word is meant when I whisper that I love you. Yes, we made that pact, but we still have over a decade before we find out our fate. Who knows, perhaps we are destined to be with one another. (poetrywise: it was incredible. once again, it rhymed. that's still pretty out of the box for you, but it all flowed together quite nicely.) I love it babe and happy birthday. I love you.
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