The night I met you
For the very first time,
I felt bewitched
By your beautiful wide-smile
Decorating your angelical face...
Nervous I was, I confess
And my whole world
Turned into confusion
For I did not have an idea
On how to approach you...
A moment of challenge arrived
And I have to make my move
By inviting you to the dance floor
Finding the courage
To get close to you
And being glad
That my offer you did not refuse!
Since that very special moment,
You became my lover,
My goddess and queen
Bringing joy to my life
For the short time
We spent together
In a reservoir of love...
But things changed with time
And we grew apart,
You found a new lover
And I stayed alone
Thinking and dreaming
Just about you.
From a great lover
Who my heart stole,
You became my Muse
Hiding behind my poems,
The girl from Boston Road...
Romantic, Eloquent & vintage Romeo....and of course this be Boston Post Rd, Bronx, N.Y., YES? lol! ~FjR~
How beautiful Romeo and touching. Love never dies does it? You are sweethearted too. Take care
A beautiful poem, a lovely memory to stay with you, The girl from Boston Road, she touched your heart and flitted away.
As an African, I have spent some of my time reading American poetry. I find comfort with the likes of Walt Whiteman, Ellynor Willy, Carl Sandberge and the rest. But Sir, I must confess, you are another execelent poet with the qualities of these gone poets. You are great sir! ...Oladehinde Joseph Ibikunle (Nigeria)
you know actually describe love. Be brief, be eternal. Very moves!
Quite a fantasy, I enjoyed this very much. Keep up the good work!
A romantic and challenging write to express and control emotionally what you experienced. Perfectly delivered.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love changes forms, the heart remains... evolving!