She glances at me
And I am smitten at once
I am lost in love
Her eyes are hazel
There's a scar on her cheek
She pouts with surprise
As I look at her
She's so much shorter than me
But I feel so small
She has such spirit
I so much want to touch her
And she knows that now
She softens gently
Then lowers her head and nods
That we may now talk
She touches my hand
It's a small warm gift of love
I belong to her
In those precious months
Always she held on tight to me
Never letting go
We could not marry
Her parents did not like me
With the limp I had
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Sigh, such heartfelt lines. Sometimes we forget that beauty isn't about having a pretty face rather its more about having a beautiful mind and soul. Beautifully executed. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.
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Sanaa
Aaaaaw....really pulled at my heart strings with these words XXX
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, and leaves a sad ache in the heart.
ReplyDeleteOh, now I want to know the entire story of these pair. I want to see her face grinning for him, I want to watch him walk to her--his cane just another part of him she loved... This is cute and bittersweet, and humorous at the edges. A magnificent, piece.
ReplyDeleteI echo the thoughts of Sanaa, Gina and Preeti, this one goes right for the heart.
it's so sad when someone without insight intervenes in lovers' world and hurt.
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ReplyDeleteI meant to say, beautiful and moving.
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Another wonderful mix of story and poetry - should never judge a book by its cover..
ReplyDeleteI really like this snippet of young love.
ReplyDeleteHooray! Nice to read a romantic poem about a girl who was short and hazel-eyed. (Guess why?!)
ReplyDeleteoh how sad, yet you meandered on to find later, your true love
ReplyDeleteHappy Thursday
mine is here
much love