written in a corner of city lights bookstore
after consuming keats and his brethren
the afternoon light coming slant throught window
and you, in shadows, somewhere distant
a romance
~
when first you looked across the room
i looked down, because i'm shy
i wished, i did, was loath to presume
your cheeks were as the rose’s bloom
your smile, i couldn’t help but sigh
when first you looked across the room
heady, was the aroma of your perfume
the scent, no desire had i to deny
i wished, i did, was loath to presume
lips and breath, i longed to consume
i dared looked up, and met your eye
when first you looked across the room
our hearts entwined, threads upon a loom
a fabric made of love’s sweet ply
i wished, i did, was loath to presume
our love, it did bind, bride and groom
though bride and bride, can we assume
i wished, i did, was loath to presume
when first you looked across the room
~
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2015-11-12 at 16:41
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