Glimpse Of Love

An old one revamped

With the grace of a predatory hawk

She sauntered across the massive room

Rolling her eyes making small talk

While inside her heart was in passion’s bloom

 

With her target in her focused sights

She rapidly breeched the growing crowd

Figure illuminated by patio lights

Another stopped her, his voice too loud

 

Pretending to listen she nodded her head

She gazed to the alluring figure outside

Wishing her tongue wasn’t full of lead

I have to go she fibbed and lied

 

Almost running to the patio’s threshold

She focused no longer looking back

Her lover, she needed to intensely hold

The coveted destination was right on track

 

A laden hand she placed on his shoulder

As a wisp of cool air was gently blowing

She need his warmth, for him to hold her

Gone, his form faded, sadness now showing

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

This type of glimpses of love will drive some one insane. I wonder was he just in her imagination, a ghost perhaps or just wishful thinking. To come so close and then come up empty is a hard pill to swallow. Your poetic form is always good, your flow is always great. Another great one by you.

[HorrorMaster]

Yes very bittersweet. *hugs at this poem* I love it.

[Sean M. Addams]

i like this piece alot.. a very visual and very beautifully done... the rhyme and flow were great in this too...overall a very impressive write!!

[Bette]

bittersweet! i love it

[The Water Queen]

this is such a beautifully done art work. Thank you for painting such a beautiful picture