How could love end

How could love end

A Poem by ron

How could love end

 

 

 

On a spring winters day,

my heart sighed and loved.

 

The meadows sprang forth flowers that sighered my love for you.

 

You looked away when my heart beat strongest,

you took your lips that caressed mine as you blushed,

and ran.

 

My heart still beats for the look in your eyes,

my heart pauses for a love that will never be.

 

A kiss never given is more torturous,

than a kiss brushed in the heat of the moment.

 

I sit in this darkness that you made,

I softly kiss the air in the hopes that your lips will be there.

 

A thousand heart beats I have waited,

a thousand moments you took from my heart,

a thousand feelings have past unto dust.

 

For you I will wait a thousand heart beats,

a thousand lives,

a thousand cherry blossoms…

 

Held in a waterfall of the most beautiful Hue of blue,

your eyes hold life deep within.

 

As my tears fall across my cheek,

I know you have found another.

 

I will never know love in its purest emotion,

I will never know loves heartbeat,

its soft kiss,

the embrace of another.

 

I will never know love.

 

 

© 2015 ron


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What a great poem Ron. Don't give up your special lady is out there. She will be lucky to have you when she does get to finally meet you =)

Posted 9 Years Ago


ron

9 Years Ago

Thank you Manda. I fear that love will never grace my heart again.
There's a reason for everything Ron. You'll find your lady, she is out there - don't give up hope. There's plenty more fish in the sea. Heheh.

Posted 9 Years Ago


ron

9 Years Ago

Maybe.....
s y e

9 Years Ago

That's what I like to hear.
'Maybe' is a start!
ron

9 Years Ago

MAybe===[




Maybe

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I have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..

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