Farewell, Lover

Farewell, Lover

A Poem by Paris France
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Inspired by a nameless foreign film, wherein two lovers part in a snowy-dreamscape. Never really written about love before…I gave it a shot anyway!

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Breath deep the pine scented air,

Cold wind whips my hair,

Snow is falling everywhere.

  Time suspended,

  But our spell has ended.

Far from your arms, am I

 

Sweet lips ache from parting kiss,

Warmth seeps from your embrace.

  I gaze, wrapped in memories,

after your vanishing figure…

 

Fate, guide you back one day.

For I long to dwell with you;

  To speak softly,

  And to touch fondly

© 2010 Paris France


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Paris France
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You may not have written about love before, but I can tell your heart has felt it. You have been able to put into words the the special feelings of a last loving moment: structured at the beginning...formal, then slowly drifting apart to a memory. Being a veteran, I can't help but to think how many couples have shared this moment when their spouse, man or woman, has had to leave for war.
Again, very good job, Paris. :))

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Wow...True sober words from the heart telling of a lost love... Nice work sunshine....

Posted 13 Years Ago


I think this is beautiful. You can feel the emotions and you can just sense the pain in being left behind. Outstanding job.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Simply amazing & Worded so perfectly.
Such an excellently expressed poem.

A. Chance

Posted 13 Years Ago


I love that movie..."House of the flying daggers" makes you laugh and cry and that last scene was very beautiful.

I like your poem and it fits with the movie perfect.

Thanks for sharing.

Kelley

Posted 13 Years Ago


For a sixteen year old with a scant grasp on love and lovers, you pen the emotion effectively. Unlike the others, I like the image you create at the opening. I think of a pine thicket with it's magic smells, and needles all around with the snow falling, It takes me back to childhood. The pine thicket was my secret place to think and dream.

Great write....

Mark

Posted 13 Years Ago


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i really love the depth of emotion in this poem.
it is just gorgeous :)

:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Really good job on this Paris, your words are like liquid, so full of longing and raw passion. You should write about love more often; your very good at it (this comingfrom someone who normally prefers not to read the love genre) Awesome poem you have created :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Very nice write! You vividly Made the emotion of love so strong in this poem ! I like It!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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amazingly written

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Nicely written!

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Added on November 8, 2010
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Tags: Snow, Pine, Love, Goodbye, Lovers

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Paris France
Paris France

In Your Dreams,, WA



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