The First Meeting

The First Meeting

A Poem by Fellgleaming
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Love poetry; still not my thing. About the first time I met a certain woman in my life.

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a young man; from a singular raising 
forced into manhood early in life
seeking nothing; he stumbles upon magic
in the most unlikely of towns 

vices aplenty; flood the sombre streets 
temptation gnawing on his heels
mother's comapnion; the source of rage
yet hate doesn't consume his soul

stumbling along; he has become numb
life goes on despite it all
yet surprise; comes in the loveliest of forms
in a defining time of his life

a dark goddess; momentarily catches his eye
glistening eyes scour his soul
the desire; to meet this beauty overwhelms
he seems almost hypnotized

fate intervenes; bringing desire to life
not that long after
eyes contact again; what is this feeling
he's shaking in anticipation

a smile; as beautiful as it is deadly
behind masochistic lips
captivating; she has him in a trance
he hopes it never ends

his soul; she requests in honeyed tones
so devilishly cute she is
slender fingers; clutching a contract
she embodies seduction

rare times; a smile plays his lip
he knew already his reply
what luck; was this he'd found
in such dark times

stony faces; scatter the halls
yet alone they do seem
silent sounds; flutter the setting
calm and composed was he

burning passion; emerges deep inside
his mind is made up
my love; this old soul, it is yours
he declares aloud

spider fingers; grip the fell pen
he had fallen
lovers embrace; the pen and fingers
something felt familiar

distant pen scratches; it is done
the bonding of two souls
the room sighs; he grins with blue eyes
he knew she was different

two souls; meet not by chance
in a world such as this
he knew; this was sure to be
the beginning of the rest of his life

© 2011 Fellgleaming


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Very true of new love and how it can change lives. I love the deadened emotions of the beginning and how, at the entrance of the loveliest of forms everything is reawakened. From the first line and the new, fresh set up of each line, I was caught. Thank you for sharing this and allowing me to connect with you for this briefest of moments.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I am in love with this poem.
I won't lie, I was a bit iffy about it the first few lines
but the further I read on, you created such a beautiful place.
Such a beautiful moment, and ended it perfectly.

great write.
-j

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Fellgleaming
Fellgleaming

Jasper, AL



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The name is Tim. 21 years old currently residing in Alabama. Utah bound in a couple months. I've been writing ever since I was able to hold a pen. Mostly poetry, but from time to time prose takes hold.. more..

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