An unsung song

 

 

 

Can I take another look

That  twinkle in your eyes

That I miss so much

And just now I realize

How I miss your ardent touch

 

Is it written in your book

Does it seem like forever

It hasn’t really been very long

Those days we spent together

were just like an unsung song,

It reminds me of the story.

They met only a couple of years ago. But on and off they would chat.

More often they wrote. The age old tale of boy meets girl, only not quite. The romance was there. The feelings of unbridled compassion, eager anticipation, and quiet gazing seemed to magically start the instant they met. It’s the kind of fixation poets write about, dreamers dream about, and lonely hearts crave. The kind of elation song writers make into love songs.

This was the real thing. No spoken words could describe .

They will always remember that date

Inside, the dreams they would hide of spring being sprung

The spiritual connection, of rushing fate

They were just like a song unsung.

 

Reviews

[Laconic Meraki]

I heard many songs in this unsung song.
Sometimes "no words" can explain it.
No hours are ever enough.

Speechless.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Bill... reminds me also of an unsung hero ... someone who gave their all, but never put into a song. “Faith, Hope and Charity, but the greatest of these is Love”. Your poetry warms the heart and soul. Amen

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Excellent homage to a very much loved partner. The wordplay keeps the reader flowing along from line to line. A very nice composition indeed ... :-)

[Patricia Wedel]

a song unsung... once upon a tune... laughter ever after... silence speaks softly... hearing tear drops... heart beats broken when sighs are spoken... truly, Pat