Nestled in a spoons embrace
Listening to the rhythms of your slumber
As it rests upon our pillow
I reach behind me tucking you into me
In blissful sigh I lay
Under a blanket of journeying dreams
Framed by honor, devotion and admiration
Love's reflection looks back at me
I am happy and content
Truly,Madly,Deeply in love
I whisper my prayers of thanksgivings
Towards the ebony skies twinkling it seems for me
Turning to the wonder of this love
I lovingly kiss it's cheek
Holding me close, softly whispering
Tender honeyed affections; it calls another name
As salty dreams slid down my pillow
No longer anchored my soul drifts into stormy seas
I watched as the frame of honesty and commitment crumbled
Letting love's reflection come crashing to the floor
As dawn illuminated reality
I gently kissed his sleeping face
Picking up the pieces of my heart
Tip toed to the door, leaving without a trace
A contest entry
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I will have to say I thought this was going in the direction of that great found love as "Truly, Madly, Deeply" (which is a great song from Savage Garden) was being used. My heart was jumping for joy as another love was bound for glory. That was until I got to "it calls another name." This is when my own heart fell out of my chest. The pain that I know you felt and the way it was described had to be unbearable. My heart truly goes out to you. I want to thank you for your entry into the following contest: "Already On My Favorites."
Ted E
PS: Your entry has been blessed by the three wise clappers, but don't spend the whole nine points in one place(lol)!
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Wow
Truly, madly deeply in love jumped out at me. I know just call me ms. Sappy for love. LOL . Being in love like this is awsome, what can I say.
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A well shared ...
piece of literature that an awful lot of hurt souls need to read ... for the path you took holds the key to that door and the last phrase the solution to the ongoing problem that women face with those others who have problems with commitment and don't seem to realize the love is not just centered around their center. This poem needs to be exposed to alot of poets on this site who tend to live with abuse and can't see their way clear. joy -
My Goodness, Ms Michelle, you have written a masterpiece here. Isn't romance powerful, we all so long for love and yet the emotion of the moment can be so fickle? It should be easy to stay right away from relationships. But we both know that answer. ---- I do hope this is just an intellectual exercise. --- I've decided you, Ms Michelle, deserve the best with extra wealth and even additional personal space thrown in. ---- Thank you.
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Dear Eva,
I guess that nothing can be more devastating than to hear your lover murmur another woman's name in his sleep.
Before you belt him one, make sure it's not his sister or mother or an aunt that he's dreaming about (any of which might be perfectly permissible.)
The moral of your poem would be "If you are going to dream - don't talk in your sleep!"
(Psst! I know your name is really Michelle btw!)
Applause for a well-written, if sad, narrative.
Love and hugs, XOXOXO, Hans.
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SO DEEPLY SAD!!!!!
Oh my!
This would be a terrible way to find out that your signiccant other is cheatling.
It is a very lonely feeling.
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Heart Rending
My heart is as broken as your dream. Shame on you, girl, you're not suppose to make an old man cry. This is just beautifully sad.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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