Slow Dance Into The Dark

I think I see you everywhere.

From the color of your hair,

to the color of your eyes.

As we slow dance into the dark. 

I can feel his heartbeat, it beats for me. 

. . . 

There wasn’t anyone else in her mind or in her eyes. 

He was everywhere.

"I have to let you go" she said.

"But I'm not ready just yet." 

"Let go, and know that I will always be here, 

waiting for you to slow dance with me once more." he said.

"People will come and go out of my life, 

but you, you are constant. 

The only star in my life."

He gave her a smile she will never forget. 

. . . 

As she lets go of his hands she suddenly feels the cold tugging on her.

"Maybe eventually everything will get better.

I just can’t wait for it." 

She says as she looks up at the night sky. 

Author's Note

a work in progress.

(Congratulations!
Your poem Slow Dance Into The Dark has been awarded 1st Place in the Explain Coping writing contest.)

Reviews

[Avinash]

Beautiful dilemma. The choice becomes even tougher when the heart speaks so many things at the same time. I enjoyed reading it very much.

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much for reading! :)

[M. L. F.]

This is a beautiful emotion you have expressed in this piece. You should really expand this bad boy, it feels more like fiction to me... or maybe I just want it to be. Nice emotion to expand upon, for sure. And emotion is one of the main reasons we bother to read. If your characters are all flat your story will never get off the ground, but this shows you've got a very special thing a lot of people who want to write, don't have, and that is grasp over depth of human emotion and the ability to evoke it. ;) Good job pulling the strings..
..Misty

[Giulia King]

Oh wow thank you so much for your lovely words! It really means a lot to me. A million thanks Misty :)

[M. L. F.]

You are very welcome. :)

[Adam Adams]

philosophically deep, & romantic poetry you dripped down. kinda interesting to read.

[Wolf_Lord]

We see them in the eyes of strangers... In a remembered laugh, or a forgotten turn of the words that seems familiar. Sometimes it is a remembered scent... A familiar taste... It is amazing how many things can trigger the memory of a loved one whom is no longer present, be they among the living, or passed on to the next life. It is part of the human condition is it not?

Thank you for your beautiful words of remembrance.
Wolf ,'', ^@@^ ,'',

[Giulia King]

Thank you for your lovely words! you wrote an excellent poem there :)

[Wolf_Lord]

hmmm... there's a thought... lol. that was just off the cuff, but once a poet always a poet I guess... lol

[Giulia King]

Exactly! I enjoyed reading it haha

[Wondering Mind]

Excellent. I enjoyed the shift from first to third person. It gave me the sense that the writer wanted the reader to know for sure that this is not story-telling but rather a reflection.

[Giulia King]

That's exactly what I was thinking when I wrote this! Thank you for understanding!

[Wondering Mind]

:) you're welcome

[Jibey]

I liked the sense of mystery and the picture of the slow dance. The parting is painful and the sudden switch to cold like a draft from an open door. The final expression of hope is typical... 'hope springs eternal in the human breast'.

A moving and pleasing read.

[Giulia King]

I'm happy that there's still hope. Thank you so much Jibey!

[Tabby Mac]

YES!!!! That flows much better! Very smooth!
It leaves me wondering what happen to him or what's wrong. Are they fighting or is he sick?

[Giulia King]

Yaaay thank you!! I'm so happy that you like it! When I wrote this I thought about them fighting. But as I read my reviews, maybe he's a ghost.

[Tabby Mac]

Yes I like that thought even better!! Great piece!!

[Inject Positivity]

Letting go of the person we love, who has a deeper meaning in our life is never easy, it breaks our every inch and I can hear the sound of tears inside her heart, but I can see the hope in hear heart with it too... A beautiful write which speaks of the pain of letting go...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[Giulia King]

So true. Sad situations turn into beautiful poetry.. Thank you so much!

[Tyler Oliver]

I see your note a work in progress, and I think that it is already well crafted. The way it ends is masterfully crafted.
-Tyler

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much! I really appreciate it!