That day, of tinted, tragic twilight
By a still and soundless sea
Clothed in mild, majestic moonlight
My true love came back to me
For a lifetime she had wandered
Far from water’s ebb and flow
Time together she had squandered
Stayed away, so scars could grow
But when time the tide was turning
Calling her to come back home
She arose with youthful yearning
Far from loved ones she did roam
In her heart she’d heard the ocean
Singing soft from sand-scarred shell
Touched by first love’s raw emotion
Deep in love, once more, she fell
She had loved me for a lifetime
Vowed I was the only one
Played with passion for a pastime
Till pretenders all had gone
That day, of tinted, tragic twilight
By a sad and soundless shore
Clothed in misty, magic moonlight
Dream girl knocked upon my door
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 25th, 2018 11:35
- Comment from author about the poem: for my dream girl, who came back to me
- Category: Love
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Comments1
What a beautifully penned poem, whose lines tug at our heart strings.
Touching and enjoyable. Thanks for sharing! 🙂
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