We wake up slowly,
shaded by romance.
She looks like a film,
that I am lucky to attend.
I look at her softly
my hands warm her touch.
And like a masseuse without training
I trace her neck line crest.
Her eyes catch mine for a moment
And in them I hear acceptance.
Two of a kind
Or one and one
We make a pair together.
Nothing new or special,
Or out of the ordinary.
And I'm sure I forgot the moment
As quickly as it came.
To wake up slowly,
Next to beauty
Is now much harder
To forget.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
I like it, it is a magic piece it seems as if everything is under control and you analyze the situation sober minded in the morning as usual, but this time something escapes your mind. At least this is the effect. The poem is very good structured and well penned. I hope to read more often your poems, shaded by romance. Best wishes, one
well done ' parting is such sweet sorrows' Romeo and Juliet
Wow... Your expression of your innermost feelings is amazing. Most people could not put emotion to words in the way you have done here.
So beautiful, wistful and full of the sentiments of your heart. Love it. HG: -) xx
The gentle, reflective tone captures the poignant beauty of this lost love...a detailed and delicately penned poem in which the words are clearly weighted with a sense of inevitable regret. j x
The last stanza lines break the reader heart...love, once a flowering spring, now a raining winter, wet in these soaring lines...poignant write, David 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David, your pen is ablaze with sensitivity and poignancy springs from every word inked. This is especially fine, so touching and yet it weighs heavy on my heart. Why is it that we can only pen like this when we are in pain from the remembrance of a lost love? Just beautiful. HG: -) xx