WAS IT LOVE?
She looked forward with new hope.
What did her eyes see?
Was it love?
His face displayed contentment.
Were his dreams answered?
Was it her?
He moved slowly towards her.
Would she reach for him?
Was she there?
The creaking stairs had many treads.
Would they reach the stars?
Were they lit?
The room held the key they sought.
Was the key within?
Did it fit?
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2017 00:06
- Comment from author about the poem: Well you wanted a key Phil - last part tomorrow - plus an abstract.
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I hope we will find out tomorrow.
Could remain somewhat enigmatic but who knows? Actually I do !
I love the continuation of this romantic story - - good idea Michael - your words have indeed aroused curiosity
Ah but tomorrow....!
Thanks MICHAEL ~ Creaking stairs & keys ~ Oh yes I remember it well ~ tomorrow will be the denouement (it was ever thus ~ BRIAN ~ Please check my HAIKU ~ Thank B
Mmmm yes creakin' stairs - and open windows - ahh memories.
great work Michael...
Just caught up with all your comments v- thanks so much Willy - great fun.
Awesome
Cheers Tony - after tomorrow I can start posting something different for a change - mind you this has been quite a bit of fun.
Welcome
Oh for crying out loud! Ha Ha. Great picture. Does it have something to do with that? That is, your story?
Thank you for that>>. What room, bedroom, kitchen, living room, or even bathroom? Where is Sherlock when you need him? Following with baited breathe. - Phil A.
going to be a book soon,liked it
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