The Story of Our Love I: Recollection of Twilight

The first half to an originally single piece of work. The end of this was added later when I decided to split the song into two parts.

I stare at the rising sun alone
Flowers in hand
A girl in my heart
Wishing that you were here but you’re not

 

I think back to that cool summer night
You lay in my arms
Your warmth on my skin
Loving you but knowing not what’s next

 

I talked to you and you talked to me
Your plan for your life
Your trip to Boston
Sharing secrets but learning no more

 

I walked barefoot with you through the street
Your hand was in mine
The stars in your eyes
Your hair blowing but the winds changing

 

I danced with you in the parking lot
There by my car
Air full of music
Spinning in darkness but out-of control

 

I thought the night couldn’t get better
Your kiss on my lips
Your breath on my face
Holding you but losing you too soon

 

And I’d give anything just to be able to see your smile as you look up at me
To walk with, to run with, to dance with you to our song once again in the night
To laugh with, to cry with, to whisper soft sweet words of my love for you
And I’d give anything just to be able to go back to that night with you

Reviews

[The Ponderings of Bella]

Well done! I love the imagery in this poem....

I walked barefoot with you through the street
Your hand was in mine
The stars in your eyes
Your hair blowing but the winds changing

I have to say that this is my favourtie stanza .... walking bare foot shows an innocence that you see in children ... they always walk around with bare feet..... that innocence brought into love makes the love seem all the more epic and dream-like .... ecspecially when you equate the "stars in your eyes"........ in this poem you see a love that so many people go after .... a pure and beautiful love .....

I also really like how the ending line of each stanza plays into what you are talking about yet tells a story of its own....... it sort of hints that something horrible happened to disturb that love and when you end the poem you get a grasp of reality and how life can take some wicked turns sometimes ......... Good job :)

Excellent work! :)