Kevin East

Rookie - 6 Points (22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

She. - Poem by Kevin East

Whispered things
My heart had never heard.
Wild imaginings,
Contained in just one word.
Her eyes
Still live in mine.
-Now embers
Of November's
Darkest days.
They light my memory
Of childhood dream.
As blue moonbeam
Comes out and plays.

Kissed me.
When our world was new.
And missed me
As our flower grew.
At night,
We could never say goodbye.
So light,
The cloud on which we'd lie.
But could never sleep.
Until we touched again,
We would weep.
Our souls embraced
Those heartfelt letters of amour.
As whitest dove raced
To bring them to our door.
Squeezed my hand so tight
For one last time.
Now she pours from my pen tonight
To hide forever in my rhyme.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

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