our eyes met,
from across the room,
and even at a distance,
i tried to be coy.
i averted my eyes,
then asked my friend,
"is he still looking"?
she said you were,
and that people were
"noticing"
some unspoken force
that seemed to be drawing
us together...
before i knew it,
you were at my side
smiling,
then asking
for the next dance.
it was a slow dance,
the song was; "stand by me"
we danced,
then we talked...
we talked for hours,
and i felt as if i'd known you
always-
and in a way i had...
i had seen you in my dreams,
every night of every week
until now,
this one special sunday,
when the rest of the world
disappeared...
so too now, have the years
and after all this time
we still stand, by each other-
there is always a smile
for this cherished memory
or for that someone who asks,
"how did you two
make one sunday
last a lifetime"?
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Author notes
prompt: vintage sunday [smile... it could happen, that lifetime doesn't start until you've met...]
A contest entry
- vintage sunday by adsaige.
300 points, ended June 25, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Judged
i love this...it reminds of me of something in my past. this is definitely a piece that really makes me think and remisice and cry. thank you for entering.
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Excellent storytelling here. This is a wonderful slice of life. You are very good at this kind of writing.
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Oh wow!!! This has got to be my favorite piece by you!!! This captured my heart. I just love the imagery. What a beautiful love story you've created.
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excellence is rare
this would be hard to imagine for some...yet
it is oh so real for me...although it was a Saturday
this made me smile and give thanks
thank you for sharing your gift
and your wonderful poem
peace and hugs
Muddy
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