May might be here but I’m still working through the NaPoWriMo – 30 Poems in 30 Days prompts since I discovered them late.
Write a love poem.
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I’ve decided to post a poem that I wrote a couple of years ago when I first started writing, which is my favorite among all the love poems I’ve written — perhaps because it is my own love story. What better way to celebrate love then to share it?
Unforgettable
He was beautiful in his own majestic way. Sad eyes with lashes that seemed to go on forever. Grey skin wrinkled after years of basking in the sun. Calloused, dusty feet from so many miles trekked.
She was beautiful in every conceivable way. Almond eyes with dark chocolate centers. Radiant skin, translucent in the filtered sunlight. Porcelain feet disappearing into elegant heels.
He stood silently, swaying, almost swinging with musicality. Looking into an unseen distance with somber longing.
She strode with confidence, hips swaying the air around her. Eyes smiling coyly below her hat brim, lips red and inviting.
He sunk onto his calloused joints, no more miles to trek, trapped behind bars as children and couples played beyond reach.
She turned her head toward him, shiny chestnut hair swaying long down her back. Gently pointing with her delicate hand, her voice practically sung, calling out to him.
Reflecting in his large sad eyes, the couple stood side-by-side.The girl looking his way. The boy seeming awkward and a bit shy as he looked down upon the melting ice cream he held.
Closing his wizened eyes, never forgetting his freedom times, he saw his past in their future, and gifted them with a blessing, for perhaps the last time.
Without so much as a word, just a smiling grin, the girl turned to the boy and proceeded to smush the ice cream he held all over him. The boy guffawed and practically snorted ice-cream up his nose, as his laughter released.
Knowingly and at peace, with the couple’s laughter caressing his floppy ears, he let himself sink to a peaceful slumber.
Unknowingly blessed, the couple departed. A past stitching together their future as their first date at the Nagoya zoo etched into their memories.
I often think of that elephant at the zoo and wonder if he knew that after over twenty-five years that boy and girl would still be together reminiscing about him.
Be well,
Monty

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Monty this is lovely.
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Thank you Kate. I appreciate this.
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Elephant blessings! Seems it was just the needed spark!!
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