She drew near unto me
And whispered in my ear
Her words, like melodies
Coursing through my veins
“We will meet tomorrow”
Then, she disappeared behind the clouds
***
I prepared myself well
I bought her a bouquet of roses
Not more delicate than her
Both were ravishing though!
***
At five sharp, we were there
She didn’t come before me
And I didn’t come after her
We have never been late!
***
Together on the bench
Two cups of Mocha
Two smiling faces
But lonely lovers were awaiting
Watching our flying hearts
And wondering,
“When will our turn come?”
***
I felt sorry for them
Perhaps they were unlucky
Perhaps they lost their love
Again, she whispered in my ear
“They will smile, and much”
Blackmatta/Blue
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Indeed, it is an original and meaningful poetry.It also shows an interesting description of the background .Well done!!! Definitely, thumbs up!!!!!
Hi Rachel,
Thank you for your compliment and for your comment 🙂
I remember that I read some wonderful poems of yours.
Blue, Blackmatta