What Do You Do With An Ocean Between You Poem by Paul M. Mayer

What Do You Do With An Ocean Between You



I remember so clearly the day I first met her
Feelings so real I was sure
But then she did leave like a bird in the winter
My mind stuck on her like a burr
The day I first met her was early September,
When Autumn’s sweet kiss dyed the trees
Like a living ember I still can remember,
Life was as good as I pleased
The children did sing as the school bells ring,
Our classes were posted that day
Although not that I knew her, nor would I was I sure
Nature had planned it it’s way
It took time just to realize how sweet was her kind eyes,
Or how soft was her pretty blonde hair
But when I came over and met I had told her,
“we’re friends” and that friendship we share,
Later that snow-season I realized there was reason
Why I had felt her so strong
For love had it traced us and did it embrace us
When we hugged it felt far from wrong
during that spring, when the bluebirds do sing,
We still felt the same way we did,
For everyone’s feelings come from other beings
Even though we were both kids.
Under the summer a kiss brought no bummer,
And her face it did really shine,
I saw her every day, and boy how we would play
Her being so sweet and so kind,
That year in forth grade, it was so fore played
For both of us knew our own fates,
Destined together, we did hold each other
While heaven it opened its gates.
God shining upon us as together was a must
Us two we were stuck like glue
Us we continued as boy how we both grew
I admitted to her “I love you”
When school did end, the road took a bend,
Her mom said it was for the best,
For she moved away, and although we did say,
We only kept in touch more or less,
We parted our ways, and forgot all the days
So happy the two of us were
Together forever we promised however
It ended like all friendships do,
And though I still write, and conjure up all my might
To tell her I love her so much
She does still respond with an acknowledged nod
And we chat all the time during lunch,
It hurts so to be parted by a sea,
Your lover on different sides than you
You cry every night, holding it tight
You don’t want her to feel the pain
Yet through the lost kisses, you placed on your misses,
You know that there is no gain.
You feel so lame, knowing she feels the same,
You both crying yourselves to sleep
Holding a pillow, imagining its you though,
That’s how I can get my relief
Through every summer and every winter,
And every nightfall and dawn
You wish her to move on so she will not feel on
Pain she feels and you’ve taken on.
You feel so guilty knowing it was one day,
You met each other that place
Innocent it may seem, tell pain sets in between
You cover your hands with your face…

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Paul M. Mayer

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Bakersfield
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