A love sought pure

I wrote this for a weekly topic on a group for Deviant Art. The topic was "My first love" But i also told my story of my current love, happy endings =]

We sat, near the sunset...
The dark... hugging our feet. 

Perched on a rooftop.
Sound, soft, discreet.

My head... on his shoulder.
His arm... wrapping mine. 

A day never to be seized.
But... at the drop of a dime. 

Her shadow filled our romance....
The silhouette...
I had never the chance. 
my love's eyes did wonder, to her lustrous trance.


My world turned a dark fade. ...
I watched him walk away. 

And I sat in my somber...
As the trees so did sway.

A love thought pure... stolen away....
A love sought forever... never again, anyway.

Till the day came another...
And the world wasn't grey.

He'd stolen my heart...
To this very day.

Reviews

[B-poet]

Finding pure and true love is a special experience. It can bring out the best in you if all goes well. And it can bring out the worst in you if a break-up happens. Either way taking a chance can be worthwhile as long as the attraction is genuine. Great job. I enjoyed your penmanship. :)

[Anissa Amer]

Thank you for your kind words!

[zainul]

Anissa,
I appreciate your artistic presentation of a stolen love.
Congratulations!!!

[Anissa Amer]

Thank you
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[zainul]

You are welcome