In 2002, 27 years later from the first meeting, by a miracle, I happened to see her again in St Bartolome, where she now lives, I was sailing by but couldn't stay.
(A sequel to Maryse, 21, also here on PB)
Nothing seems so bright
I try to understand
how I let you slip away.
Cause if I see you now
I would fall down on my knees
And I'll propose to you
And never let you go away.
I made a call to you
But the number was wrong
A man in a shop helped me to get through
He even said that he knew you
We agreed on a time
In a small downtown bar
Ten o'clock at night
if I remember right.
Then you appeared,
My heart rushed a bit
I didn't recognize
But your lovely eyes.
We talked a while,
We had some drinks
We went out into the night
There was music in the street
And you danced on your bare feet.
'Cause I have known
From the very first day
That I belong to you
And I wish it could be true.
I tried to get back
To the feelings we once knew
But you talked 'bout other things
Our conversation went dry
I wish that I'd been high.
There were so many questions
That I wanted to ask
But not a single one came through
It seemed too late for you.
And you drove away
In the night , the stars shone bright
I was left alone
All the magic was gone, and the music too
Left me thinking of you.
Maryse, forty-nine
I thought about you as mine
But are you married or not
I will never know....
You told me I should see
All the things I wanted to be
But you didn't know
What I couldn't show.
I'd been madly in love with you
But let go.
'Cause I have known
From the very first day
That I belong to you
I wish it could be true.
On a wintry night
Nothing seems so bright
I try to understand
why I let you slip away.
If I could see you now
I would fall down on my knees
And I'll propose to you
And never let you go away,
Never let you go away
Never let you go away again......
Poetry by Richard
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Written on 2010-12-08 at 16:37
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(A sequel to Maryse, 21, also here on PB)
Maryse, 49
On a wintry nightNothing seems so bright
I try to understand
how I let you slip away.
Cause if I see you now
I would fall down on my knees
And I'll propose to you
And never let you go away.
I made a call to you
But the number was wrong
A man in a shop helped me to get through
He even said that he knew you
We agreed on a time
In a small downtown bar
Ten o'clock at night
if I remember right.
Then you appeared,
My heart rushed a bit
I didn't recognize
But your lovely eyes.
We talked a while,
We had some drinks
We went out into the night
There was music in the street
And you danced on your bare feet.
'Cause I have known
From the very first day
That I belong to you
And I wish it could be true.
I tried to get back
To the feelings we once knew
But you talked 'bout other things
Our conversation went dry
I wish that I'd been high.
There were so many questions
That I wanted to ask
But not a single one came through
It seemed too late for you.
And you drove away
In the night , the stars shone bright
I was left alone
All the magic was gone, and the music too
Left me thinking of you.
Maryse, forty-nine
I thought about you as mine
But are you married or not
I will never know....
You told me I should see
All the things I wanted to be
But you didn't know
What I couldn't show.
I'd been madly in love with you
But let go.
'Cause I have known
From the very first day
That I belong to you
I wish it could be true.
On a wintry night
Nothing seems so bright
I try to understand
why I let you slip away.
If I could see you now
I would fall down on my knees
And I'll propose to you
And never let you go away,
Never let you go away
Never let you go away again......
Poetry by Richard
Read 471 times
Written on 2010-12-08 at 16:37
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