Love Hidden In October

Love Hidden In October

A Poem by Vertigoingnowhere

It seems as if October snuck up on me. I was so lost in my pathetic August daydreams when suddenly i felt the cool, crisp, Autumn air brush against my face with a bittersweet greeting. I opened my eyes to see the trees smoldering with all shades of orange, yellow, and red. I pulled on my sweat shirt and my old ripped up jeans and buried my face in my thoughts. The fall air sent me into shivers. Then he came along. It felt as if, all at once, the darkness that would swallow me whole, never exsisted. He saw my scars that looked so gruesome, at least to me they did. He did not flee, he did not cringe, he simply scooped me up off of the cold, forsaken ground and carried me out of the darkest cave. He set me down under a tree surrounded by soft, green grass that swayed with the wind. He took a look at my damaged heart. It was covered with cuts, scratches, scars, and stitiches that have a history of tearing from my flesh. I was about to apologize for my broken smile when he grabbed my face and kissed me hard. At first I hesitated. My fears were being awoken, but as he held me in his arms, I felt myself letting go. Letting go of any and all fears of loving again. Letting go of all the pain and sorrow that used to dwell within me. The darkness that once consumed me disinigrated. I gave in and let myself love. As he continued to hold me, as he continued to kiss me, I could feel myself repairing. Then the world melted away.

© 2012 Vertigoingnowhere


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loving the imagery here!
I opened my eyes to see the trees smoldering with all shades of orange, yellow, and red. I pulled on my sweat shirt and my old ripped up jeans and buried my face in my thoughts. The fall air sent me into shivers. Then he came along. It felt as if, all at once, the darkness that would swallow me whole, never existed"

i love the way you build emotion and atmosphere, you have a real ability to bend and control language

a truly "magical" and loving piece

well done =)

-Roshan

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

really?
Faffy

12 Years Ago

yes, really =)
Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

why thank you sir :)



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i love this write...it is so human to fear the re emergence of love after having been so mortally wounded by it and still carrying the scars. the way you used the seasons and the weather to represent the bipolar aspects of love is stunningly gorgeous. and, if i am not mistaken, it seems you were daydreaming a wonderful fantasy and then "the world melted away". breathtakingly beautiful....what more can i say?

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

ph my gosh thanks so much!!!!
quinfinn

12 Years Ago

i wasn't lying when i said you have a gift, take all the creative writing courses you can stand and .. read more
Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

U really thought it was breathtaking?
loving the imagery here!
I opened my eyes to see the trees smoldering with all shades of orange, yellow, and red. I pulled on my sweat shirt and my old ripped up jeans and buried my face in my thoughts. The fall air sent me into shivers. Then he came along. It felt as if, all at once, the darkness that would swallow me whole, never existed"

i love the way you build emotion and atmosphere, you have a real ability to bend and control language

a truly "magical" and loving piece

well done =)

-Roshan

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

really?
Faffy

12 Years Ago

yes, really =)
Vertigoingnowhere

12 Years Ago

why thank you sir :)

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Vertigoingnowhere

Sarasota, FL



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