A Summer Affair
His scorpion star above the lights of the city
looked like a raindrop about to fall.
He did not know where it would go.
The clouds in his mind were making rain
and it fell from his eyes…
or maybe it was the bright city lights.
Their summer affair had been safe and warm
full of love with no dreary skies.
With grateful eyes, across a sea of love
they lingered there, painting sailboats
on a glistening sea beneath a kite-filled sky.
During their summer affair among the sand dunes
he told her he would always be there for her
for love’s crazy dreams were nothing with which to play.
On the nights too hot to kiss
they were lovers holding hands and laughing.
As the jukebox played “This Magic Moment,”
he looked into her eyes and then, it happened
everything he ever wanted, kisses sweeter than wine
sweet enough to last until the end of time.
Those were days, when they laughed the hours away.
Different and new, he thought it would never end.
With bluebirds in the sky and daffodils on the hill
there was music and roses, and love in the meadows.
A life, for both of them, to love the way they did that summer.
They had found a world of their own and left behind all of their sorrows.
Sunny days would make them happy.
If he could give her anything It would be one of those days.
If he sang a song for her
it would be about that feeling that came over them.
The wind would call their names.
There was not a cloud in the sky
when she was near him.
She was the loveliest thing in heaven.
Looking down from on high anyone could see
they were in love and had a star to wish upon.
He knew that she was his only one.
No one else could share their peace.
In the blink of an eye though, his world began changing.
He knew he could not see tomorrow
but he knew a man must be brave.
“He doesn’t love you, not like I loved you.
He says the things I wish I could have said
but when all is over and done
and you are left alone.
I'll be there to bring you home.”
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
Offline) - Published: September 18th, 2023 10:57
- Category: Love
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It’s a story many may be familiar with but you relay it with an effortless style that involves metaphor snd pathos snd all with succinct phrase. I don’t write this well but with pieces like this ad a guide I can improve. Nice job
Thanks Bobby O for your comments, much appreciated. ( I almost wrote Apparicio ),
A magnificent piece of poetry, your imagery allowed me to share these precious moments dear Phil, you have brought a richness to what could be a magnificent memory or two , positively ending this poem. Absolutely stunning, and inspiring. 💖
Thank you, Teddy 15, I'm glad it stirred a memory or two.
Reading this poem, it's as if I were watching it in a darkend movie theatre, getting lost in these two people on the screen and hoping for a happy ending. Then at the end I can hear "Take good care of my baby" in the background. You've truly created a "Magic Moment", in this Summer Affair, exquisitely written, and a joy to read!
Bobby Vee, yeah, it fits. Thanks for commenting and adding a new tune I remember well.
dagnabit .. this could so easily have been me and ****** or me and ******** two whole summers five years apart and in both the UK and in Israel ..
that last stanza of yours is most definitely what I both said and thought and have since written about umpteen times .. so well scripted my friend .......... Neville
Whoa Neville, I did not intend to cause any International Incidents. I was just bemoaning a Summer of squandered love. What is it about Summers that makes them all seem temporary?
What's to be said here that hasn't been said above?....that last stanza........
Thank you, DD. Always appreciate your insight.
Wonderful emotive words Phil, may you bring her home.
Andy
Great one. Tender and sweet.
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