A collection of micropoetry I wrote on Twitter, finally collected into one piece. Some additions, revisions, and corrections.
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He was timeless
Strong and slightly severe
With the deepest, knowing eyes
At first glance, she knew
She was helpless
She was both dark and fair
Pale soft skin, smoldering hair
And a sorrow held within brown eyes
She caught his eye
He was ensnared
Her eyes met his
Both entranced
By one another
Both romanced
By each other
Two souls
Connected
Like this
To him she was the light
He was the light to her
Both shone onto each other
Into each other
Banishing the darkest night
As they fell
So did their shadows
They examined their fears
Soaked in their tears
Bathed with each other
In dark shared desires
Hungrily they fed the fires
While their pain they stroked
Their passions were evoked
In whispers and moans
And deep muffled groans
They lit up the world
They now shared
He and she
Held tightly
Sweet words exchanged
Lives rearranged
They fit and they bonded
Their love resounded
But even echoes fade
Burned too bright
In their endless night
Both left charred
And with new scars
Surprised by new seeping wounds
And fresh blood they’d wrung
They fought to rekindle
But love quickly dwindled
More strangers now
Than they’d been
When they’d met
Love so strong, now gone
They wept
Parting in tears
With newborn fears
Unsure of themselves
And their place
In the world
Now frightened
Of love unfurled
~FIN
February 26th, 2014 at 5:47 AM
It’s a lovely poem. Unfortunately, both parties seldom fall out of love. It is inevitable that one is more badly wounded than the other. Still, I love this.
February 26th, 2014 at 12:57 PM
Thank you Hap!
You’re too right. Though sometimes it’s hard to tell who is the more wounded. When you rush in too quickly, fall in with passion before really knowing and loving someone.. Well, it happens. And no one walks away unharmed.
Thanks for stopping by. π
February 28th, 2014 at 9:26 AM
Beautiful poetry. I think most of us can relate to these words.
February 28th, 2014 at 8:16 PM
After reading this a second time, I am amazed at how you strung so many poems together to weave a story. Your word smithing is excellent. That’s very artistic and impressive. Thank you for sharing.
March 3rd, 2014 at 10:43 PM
Thank you. =)
It was fun, seeing people react to each piece, while this story played out in my head. I appreciate it, my friend. β€