And I

There is this one woman...

and I loved you

the day I saw you

outlined in chapel soft light,

quietly, you were sitting in a pew.

12 years old and struck in awe

Something about the way

your eyes pierced the truth

the set of calm in your face.

and we grew and all the time

I didn't know, but I knew

down inside, that place

that's empty and waiting.

and I lost you

and we went seperate ways

in long dazed, crazed

smoke and drink days.

and I thought of you

from time to time

eyes and the halo only I saw,

of your clear sight and heart.

and I will love you

until I've died,

even though we may never

walk the same ground.

Sometimes it feels like

I want to cut that part

out and throw it away.

Today, it just feels like...

What matters is not what

love makes us feel

but what love does;

the connection we can't break.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"What matters is not what
love makes us feel
but what love does;
the connection we can't break."
You said it all in the above lines. Take no chances won't know the taste of real love when it really appeared. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Zahra]

What matters is not what
love makes us feel
but what love does;
the connection we can't break.

amazing poem, beautifully penned memories and sentiments. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Love from a distance Mark is not love. I agree with Gabriel on this one. A well constructed poem though, a joy to read.

[Mark]

Oh but it is. Thanms for reading John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Or an illusion of love Mark. if it is a feeling from an image. There is no denying it may be a strong emotion but if you don't know someone is it not merely a captured thought around which you weave desires?

[Archangel Gabriel]

Chemistry is not to be underestimated but in this case it may simply be a long infatuation as you never 'connected'. Nicely penned as a story woven in a well balanced poem Mark.

[Mark]

We did but shes a codependent. Only attracted to addictive personalities

[Archangel Gabriel]

Best avoided me thinks Mark?

[Angi]

Mine was named Michael. He had the most beautiful dark fringed green eyes. Angi~

[Mark]

Thanks Angi. I guess its a common experience.

[Baby Ricochet]

I had a crush like that on a girl named Teresa. Great poem Mark.

[Mark]

Do yiu still talk to her?

[Baby Ricochet]

Naa. It was back in the day

[Adam M. Snow]

One word, beautiful, 10/10

[Mark]

thankyou Adam :)

[Adam M. Snow]

You're welcome

[DJ]

A very touching write. It is funny how other people can affect you so much, even if its for a brief moment in time, they leave a lasting imprint on your heart and mind. Beautifully written, I felt the emotion through-out.

"and I will love you
until I've died,
even though we may never
walk the same ground."

Just beautiful.

[Mark]

thank you for reading :)

[Jack...]

So beautiful and yet so sad. Funny how the heart locks onto to something and never lets go. Very nice Mark.

[Mark]

thank you Jack :)

[Frieda P]

Funny that connection we make with people, it's so strong at times yet nothing comes of it, but we never forget....this touched me Mark...thanks for sharing.

[Mark]

thanks for reading. I'm still friends with her. Haven't heard from her in awhile. she rarely calls me when she's with her alcoholic. :P

[Frieda P]

That's a whole other poem, and you're welcome. :-)