If Our Dreams Became as One

Accidental Poet



 

Distance and time

Will leave most hearts cold

But a special love it is

When it grows to be this old

 

I remember it like yesterday

The famous “Summer of Love”

My toys replaced by a girl

1967 that I speak of

 

And when you moved away

Heartbroken was I

But the heartache quickly passed

When I remembered your smile

 

Where do I find you now

When you remember me

Is it only in your distant past

Or in the depths of your heart, I see

 

Of all the joys in my life

Only one so beautiful a name

When my heart smiles beyond compare

And it needs someone to blame

 

For me never again

Would love find me like this

Strong as it is today

Without even your kiss

 

For ‘tis your smile

That outshines my Sun

And my dream would come true

If our dreams became as one

 

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  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2024 06:36
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 11
  • User favorite of this poem: Teddy.15.
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    Oooohh, call me Sharon! heehee.

    • Accidental Poet

      Orchi, you're not pretty enough to be called Sharon. At least not the Sharon I know. 🙄

    • Nubianpoet

      Thanks 4 sharing, AP.
      My smile always seemed to get me in trouble, lol😛😉😝

      • Accidental Poet

        Well obviously, then you have a smile worth something. 😉

        • Nubianpoet

          My smile is in the gallery. Can’t ones see my pic, AP?

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        • sorenbarrett

          Distance makes the heart grow fonder not only in geography but time. Soft memories that screen out reality are left as keepsakes that could never be.

          • Accidental Poet

            And I've no shortage of those. Thanks soren for the read and comment. 😊

          • Teddy.15



            Distance and time

            Will leave most hearts cold

            But a special love it is

            When it grows to be this old

            This stanza is a poem all by itself. You surely have the gift of rhyme and of having one of the truest poetic hearts I've ever had the pleasure to know and to read. 🌹

            • Accidental Poet

              Teddy, I think you enjoy seeing me turn red, don't you? Thank you for the nicest compliment I've ever gotten. 🫂

            • Goldfinch60

              They will become one AP and that love will go on for eternity.

              Andy

              • Accidental Poet

                Thanks Andy, More than likely not until I walk through the Pearly Gates will our eyes meet again. But that's ok, doesn't change anything. 😊👍



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