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Free Verse
First Love
Remember the first kiss, the first caress,
The first warm surge that tingled throughout our body and soul,
The first exchange of ideas, thoughts, hopes and dreams,
That convinced you that I was all you wanted,
And me that you were all I needed?
Remember the first time we looked into each other’s eyes,
The first glimpse of the Universe’s infinite beauty,
The awareness, that only comes from common souls and minds,
How we were sure, that nothing could tear us apart,
We were sufficient unto ourselves?
Remember the gifts that we gave, to one another,
We celebrated each passing day, week, month of our unique love
Remember how we walked among the people
Before the world united, hand in hand,
No one could have separated us,
So strong and eternal was our love?
The days passed,
they became months,
they became years,
You who seemed so unique,
Somehow lost your specialness
I who was so perfect,
Somehow lost my luster,
And inside we no longer felt fulfilled or satisfied
Tarnish had set in
Blackening the silver lining of our love.
One day, we found,
The drifting had created a rift
We both knew,
But didn’t want to admit,
That our love was dying,
Fading like the sun in the west,
We tried to save it,
We wanted to save it,
But, then it was gone.
We separated.
We forgot the first kiss, the first caress
The first warm surge that tingled throughout our body and soul,
The first exchange of ideas, thoughts, hopes and dreams,
That convinced you that I was all you wanted,
And me that you were all I needed.
Only a tear remains, a little resentment,
The disappointment, the loneliness, the sadness.
Will my heart ever mend? will I ever love again?
Now I ask; what is love really all about,
In the end.
I know this sentiment well. I have asked these very questions. But I know that true love cannot be destroyed. I am as free to love again as forgiveness dwells in me.
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Exactly… from the first delusions of love grows a more mature concept of love based on forgiveness.
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This is beautifully written. Especially loved “the first glimpse of the Universe’s infinite beauty”. In the end, love is all about discovering and accepting, then letting it go only to rediscover it in a different form. It is eternal in the way that time, though it may be a construct of the human mind, is no less real to us.
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I’m so happy you liked it dear girl…it’s actually a re-make from the first poem I wrote on my blog, dedicated to a young person’s lost first love. You are very perceptive about discovering, accepting then being able ot let go. Loved your comment.
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