Rod Morris

Rookie - 171 Points (14-09-1934 / Auckland, New Zealand)

Smitten - Poem by Rod Morris

We met upon the dance floor; we were only twenty-four.
Both knew in that first instant this was it forever more.
Warm eyes, warm smiles, a quickening of the heart,
Knowing without speaking this was just the very start.
Fate deals cards not caring, where or how they fall,
Mindless of the masses or whom she may enthral.
Now and then two minds enmesh, never pull away,
Be as one love-locked together until their dying day.
We don't believe in heaven, we don't believe in hell,
The magic of the moment is where we wish to dwell.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A true account, life can be like this if you are lucky as we were.

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  • Valerie Dohren (8/25/2013 5:15:00 AM)

    Lovely poem Rod - heartfelt and romantic. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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