"A Classroom Note..."

For some it is ALWAYS Valentine's Day

"A Classroom Note..."

Fingertip kisses and silly-sad smiles

sideways glances 

mind-full ...blushes...

thoughts-full

of 

stardust squiggles

and pause-full shivers and

breath-full sighs.

"...My Valentine..."

You are ever a dream my love -

a dream a l w a y s

held so soft and tightly within...

The taste of Love's remembrance 

of starlight and magyk and music

and glistening eyes and

tones and silly smiles

and endless "touches" 

...and...

The feel of Time's sands

found and shared and treasured

'til lost as each flowed through 

outstretched fingertips

...everafter...

to be missed with each silent sunset

and coffee-mysted sunrise

...and...

You are the "seasoning" of my soul

the taste to my existence

...the smile of my heart.

I still hear the echoes 

of my whispers

to the diamond sparking skies -

...and always will.

Chris

Author's Note

Feel free

Reviews

[Carol Cashes]

"You are the "seasoning" of my soul
the taste to my existence
...the smile of my heart."

Perfectly said, and true for those of us lucky to have someone for a long time...

[Chris]

Sometimes it seems life happens in a glance - a single wish-you-hadn't-blinked glance.

[Katseye]

A remembrance of first love's imprint on your heart, and mind. It flavors all that follows for good or not.

[Chris]

We invest so much when we love...

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Tender and so sweet and pure. Innocent, tentative words of love- "Fingertip kisses and silly-sad smiles"...with your evocative words and imagery, you bring us back to classroom days of glory and joy and candy valentines, of -"starlight and magyk and music....Lyrical, lovely flow and form. Another softer, vulnerable side of you my friend. Exquisite.

[George Coombs]

A lovely flow here with a quiet and gentle use of words, excellent writing

[Chris]

I appreciate your pausing...

[George Coombs]

Your welcome chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Soft, gentle and beautiful use of words my friend. The words danced gentleness, need and love. Those whispers make us wish for things missed and gone. Thank you Chris for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Kenneth The Poet]

A beautiful bit of prose. I felt the love expressed here.

[Ruth]

Nothing but a big sigh...and a gentle inhalation to sigh again xx

[Chris]

Ever a dream... and always a pause...

[Ken Simm.]

Remembering love. Whilst not always a fruitful or even pleasant exercise we still yearn for it to return and we sometimes perversely, sometimes wistfully still wish to remember. Excellent work Chris.

[J. J. Nightingale]

"You are the "seasoning" of my soul
the taste to my existence
...the smile of my heart."..................

Wow.. this is special Chris.. you know Love so very well..

This touches a heart, and causes one to appreciate/ savor , those we loved , and always will..

Thank You... ......Jazz