Remembering 'HIM' ...young!
Remembering 'US' ... young!
You know you have been stung bad, in a very big bad way, when you see him.
You see him flawless before your eyes.
When the reality of merely being near him, close to him, makes your knees buckle & your lungs fight for the next breath of air.
When you see that expression of ardency in his eyes. Those beautiful searching green eyes, that leaves you breathless and lost in the moment.
There is a silence, a moment of knowing but there is nothing to say. You just feel!
There is an intense gravitational pull that is much too strong to fight, nor do you want to.
It is a surrendering, magical attraction that renders you weak.
You yield, giving in to this wonderful moment.
In this moment, he is yours & only yours!
beautiful....forever young in the eyes of love...great capture of this feeling!
ReplyDeleteI'm def feeling this. It's amazing the effect one can have on us without us having any controll over it at all. Good Read! and hope 2 hear from u soon :) Luv the new lay out.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem to youth and fire.
ReplyDeleteThe idea that love does not age or change or wane...is, I am delighted to say, a falsehood.
ReplyDeleteLove is a metamorphosis of the heart. This remembering is a wondrous act...it gently blows the embers of an aging flame...
Nice work, indeed.
May The Words Flow,
Blessings From The Muse
~Excursion of Xeranthemum~
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Yes - those magical moments! Always very pleasant to recall and to re-live ! When the world was our oyster and we felt immortal. A grand time. (remind you of the song "Those were the days, my friend ..." ?)
ReplyDeleteIt must be the weekend there now - hope it warms up a bit for you - how cold is it ?