Two Nineteen

reflections

 

Two Nineteen

this could be the time

and this could be the date

that the world could end for me

the final glimpse of perfect love

would be a horrible crime

that this would be my fate

why was this brought forth to me

this angel from above

maybe in another life

we will meet once more

or would that be too much to ask

would I ever really be worthy of such perfection

if I were lucky maybe she would be my wife

meet me at the kitchen door

pleasing her would be my daily task

though loving her would be no task when I look back in reflection

yes dreams are made of things like these

sunflowers blossom and wear a smile

this special pearl has changed my world

one final kiss from her luscious lips

when I look back years from now I beg please

let me bathe in her memories for a while

hoping our broken hearts have somehow healed

we were more than just two passing ships

 

Gomer LePoet...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime memories are to remind us to be better. I have more memories to teach me to be quiet and appreciate the good things. A sad poem with good memories. Time is the only healer for pain and hurt. Some passing ships leave permanent scars. A excellent poem.
Coyote

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WOW, Gomer dont think you can write a bad poem, no matter how sad it is.
This is just full of emotions, reflected emotions. Written so very well, with your heart. This is so beautifully sad.
Nicely done Gomer
we were more than just two passing ships

[cfix]

Wow so touching and so wonderful,
powerful bout of emotions protrayed,
and written ever so well.