evening flames
into a flikker
of dreams
and time
plays it's games
with our pasts
a nightingale
distant
floats on the breeze
over first timers
love scenes
re-cast
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dusk arising (
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I think we all remember being first timers I'm sure. What a high note to hit here and can't wait to read others comments. Great stuff, Dusk,
Magic times. Compounded by the meeting of a 'someone special' in later years when we are more experienced and want the first time to be a lasting special thing in our lives.
what a wonderful way to while away an evening.. or any time of day for that matter... a deep sigh and whispers perfect....because it very nearly is... N
Second, third, fourth, nineteenth or whatever...... someone special becomes deserving of a memorable 'first time' for the future is magically an unknown positive adventure awaiting the presence of two new lovers.
Daydreaming intentionally takes one to a happier venue, when dreaming is left to chance -
a scene to remember
No daydream here my friend. Here are two people who want their first time together to be a special time, as memorable and probably a lot more enjoyable than their actual first time.
Beautiful poem. Love the easy rhythm and the feelings you express. You are obviously not a novice poet yourself!
I began writing in my 30's. little survives from then. The bug really arrived when i was encouraged by a good friend a couple of years back. Thank you for your kind comment.
Those first times were so special in our lives and they will never be forgotten.
Yes indeed...... i think i should have written this with more care. The intention was to convey how older lovers, with new partners, who they have deep feelings for, can make believe it's their first time because... well, .. because the feeling of love is so special and there is a desire to let ones partner know just how special it is.
a return visit from me to this page and these words... because You & they each deserve it..... Neville
Thanks for a second visit Neville. I have just written a response to Goldfinch above. I'd ask you to read that because i think my intent can be misunderstood with this piece.
my pleasure and consider it done....
Later first-timers have every right to feel as they did long before........ a great tribute to those who find love in the autumn of life.
every now and then, I need to re-trace my steps ... some might call it going round in circles ... I call it respect and admiration ....
what a wonderful way to while away an evening.. or any time of day for that matter... a deep sigh and whispers perfect....because it very nearly is... N
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