1920 Love

Deep down I am a child of the 1920's.. with my love of red lipstick and fashion couture. This piece reflects love from that error that my grandmother helped me etch into my mind

Red lipstick, black high heels

    Reminds me of Paris.

Lipstick stains on a coffee cup

  Etched from a time of class and romance. 

A time where if something was broken, 

 you fixed it

  not throw it away

A time of classics, of poise..

 of 1920 Love. 

Classic red roses in a vase

from an anonymous lover

who signs the card with a simple

yet elegant

                  X

The 1920 Love 

will never be the same.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing and beautiful use of words. You create a story and a wonderful place to be and know. I liked the thoughts and the needs of the words. I agree with the ending. Old day. Love was long walks, long talks and dancing. The good days. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Patrick Ramsey]

Lots of fun and warm images, hearkening back to a memorable time for the author. Produces several pictures in the mind that evoke the time.

[pprcut]

Very evocative for such a relatively short piece. Really enjoyed it!

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

I always said that I was born in the wrong era. I wish I could experience these times, go back to where Romans didn't need to wear clothes, and a public bathtub was a nice way to relax. How I envy them

[jazzymars]

Perfect... Very well composed.

[APOORVA]

Paris = Romance
Whoa! Amazing write.
keep up!