He recalls the days that they spent together
The nights they spent making love, all night
Days they thought that would last forever
Suddenly seem lost to sight
What happened to the people that they once were
And how did they get to where they are today?
The passion that once flamed is now a single ember
That’s slowly fading and crumbling away
He remembers how the scent of her perfume
Would drive him wild with desire
When a simple smile across a crowded room
Would reignite that fire
Though his love for her is never in doubt
How he misses that burning heat
He thought this desire could never burn out
Leaving him unneeded and obsolete
The love they hold is a strong now as it was then
But he misses the unbridled passion they’d bring
Oh if only they could live their lives over again!
But I guess he wouldn’t change a single thing
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments6
Reading between the lines I guess he knows where the passion went and how it was enjoyed mutually. Now, though content, he wishes he had the verve of younger times... and how their bodies were.
Enjoyed reading this. I found a man's contentment in there.
nice poem, as I was reading I could imagine this guy sitting on a bed thinking this out. what I did about this poem was that he never said his love died. that is very important. nice read
Wonderful passionate words Tallisman, that love will always be remembered.
Andy
That was beautiful! That's why it's always a pleasure to read your poems. Wonderfully done and very well constructed. Great job!
Thankyou! You are too kind!
very relatable!
Love is work. Love is falling in love over and over again. Thank you for this!
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