I was young when we met
our lives unlike the others.
Our love flourished all that summer
the days were all a blur.
You couldnt find one
without the other.
But summer was
almost over.
I was sixteen
you were an adult
in societies eyes.
A summer romance
was alright,
but a future together
was unheard of.
We fought for our love
that day and the next
because my parents
would not let it rest.
My heart was shattered
as we waved goodbye,
you'll never know how much I cried.
Five years later,
it was destiny I swear,
i saw you with your long hair.
we talked and danced that night away,
never thinking about tommorrow
or the next day.
It was like we started all over
our love flourished like no other.
but this time we danced, under the stars
as we said I do, we had come so far.
now your gone and I'm old and gray,
telling our story almost everyday.
the children are well, the grandbabies fine,
but i cant wait to join you
in that great divine.
A contest entry
- dance us to the end of love by Nicolette.
2500 points, ended November 5, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Like your poem. dont like your colour schemes
Liked your poem, a charming paper back type love story, from a young poet finding the way all is just fine.particularly liked the idea, of finding one another again, but of course it is its rarity that makes such experiences romantic. Few people ever recover lost love.
Thank you for an interesting poem, keep writing.
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This is indeed a love story that spans a lifetime...and while reading here I was wondering how many people would able to tell their story and tell a story like this.
There is something very precious about this; a depth and a longing to be together again, and I feel priviledged that you shared it with us in this contest. A very nice take on the contest prompt - thank you so much for this entry.
~ Nicolette
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apart from nearly sucking my eye balls out with the hideous greenish font against a bright purple background - I am thinking you may be visually impaired and want others to share your experience - this has some nice moments that could be improved greatly with infusing some colour (isn't that ironic) into the piece by more adjectives and a sense of wonder
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this is a cute story.
you should save this piece for when you've actually lived all these years and events, and can look back and smile
thanks for entering
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