Meeting
Last night I met my long-lost love:
The words he spoke so sweet did prove,
We stood together, he and I,
Whilst, all around, the world passed by.
Then, whispering close to my ear
He spoke those words I longed to hear:
“I feel today so much regret
For you I never could forget.
So many seasons have passed by,
Since we were sweethearts, you and I:
Recall that day: we strolled along
Beneath the beeches tall and strong,
The dappled sunlight through the trees
Cast speckled shadows, and the breeze
Was stirring gently as it passed
Two lovers lying on the grass -
Just you and I, each warm caress
We shared with loving tenderness.
The bracken’s verdant tendrils curled,
A living frame for our own world,
Our bodies closely were entwined
Though time passed by, we paid no mind:
We soared on wings of happiness;
The fleeting hours meaningless.
No sight before our lovers’ gaze
Save rippling bluebells’ azure haze
And in our ears no sound was heard,
But distant warbling of a bird.
No two could ever love so much
And yet each glance, each tingling touch,
The treasure which we found that day,
Would all too soon, be snatched away.
The fault? - all mine, I was afraid
For my trust once had been betrayed.
What fools we are, who throw away
Today, through fear of yesterday!”
How long, how long my heart had sighed
To hear his sweet love had not died.
I clung to every precious word.........
When a piercing distant sound I heard -
- The alarm clock shrill, -my day must start,
Though tears flow in my weeping heart:
Reality is ne’er so sweet
As when in blissful dreams we meet.
Poetry by Marie Cadavieco
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2020-07-11 at 22:21
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