It's been a busy and difficult day but since this is a daily poetry blog, I decided I should keep up. I picked something from my recent happier times with my beloved. This one is particularly painful because it is a combination of a shared moment combined with looking forward to what I believed was our future.
The Bookstore
The weather outside is cold
as my lover and I move hand-in-hand
through the rows of books.
She takes a copy of something from the shelf
and thumbs through the pages
as I look at her.
She catches me looking
but before she can tell me to stop
I pull her near and kiss her.
I do not hear the book fall to the floor
as we wrap our arms around each other
holding tightly.
Life outside can be cold
as my lover and I move heart-in-heart
through the rows of shadows.
Whatever we take from the shelves
we thumb through together
as we look to each other.
When we catch each other looking
we look back and smile
and pull together.
We do not hear the chaos around us
as we wrap our arms around each other
holding tightly.
1 comment:
this is a soothing all encompassing kind of love... very well portrayed...
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