Homecoming dance as my heart
would float in clouds, to sail the sky.
Touch her hand and waist, I glide
there lost beyond hope, almost a lover.
Slow music and her soft touch etch my
memory of that night. I bury my face
in the blazer, I clutch the perfumed scent.
Embraces shared with another, almost a lover.
Her beauty with blue eyes, tanned
and slim figure. I grin to rejoyce that
I have those lips to taste, I shyly
savor her voice to join a heart of fire.
Her forgiveness lost, almost a lover.
Dreams are filled in fantasy, I missed
her tears in the dark as I hold her in a
magic shell, both, were almost a lover.
Author notes
prompt-almost a lover
A contest entry
- 4 Options: First Love, Darkness addict, Rain, or your Almost Lover by Rain-Shot-Rose.
600 points, ended September 7, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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a soft and sensitive poem that swirls through dreams with love in arms, the colours full of romance.
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wow, theres so much in this poem,more than one subtle lesson to learn...i love it!! good job!!
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Excellent
A very beautiful and touching creation. So very well crafted. Best of luck in the contest.
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So Beautiful
Your words are so soft and lovely as you reminise about an almost lover. A delight to read this morning. You never disappoint when I stop by my friend. Your poetry is always wonderful! Hugs and Smiles. Take care.
Bless You,
Sandy
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sandygram
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Dan, You are welcome, This was a lovely poem. A delight and a half to read.
Sandy
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yes i enjoyed this piece of yours good luck in my contest! thanks for entering!
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