Our Mulberry Love
We found each other in our mulberry days
when the blood was meant to be cool and sane.
We laughed and talked... grew breathless,
then recognition became ... oh... so plain.
Conversation halted... our eyes met... held... we knew;
we had been given something special... granted only to the few.
Love had come to visit a second time;
life offered us another chance.
Another bite of the sweet red cherry,
another tango in the universal dance.
This time the dance wouldn’t end till both of us were done;
dancing into death and eternity,
forever, on and on and on...
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | July 4, 2009 - 12:52
And long may the two of you dance, Val;-) An inspiring poem.
Tina x
Richard L. Prov... | July 4, 2009 - 13:11
Really enjoyed this poem, Bradene. It's full of life, swing and gaiety; remembrance is a wonderful trait. Richard LP
Nathan Bednarek | July 4, 2009 - 16:26
I'm not a big fan of the 'ellipsis' in poetry, but this works so well that it would actually make the poem weaker if you were to take the ellipsis away. A very enjoyable read, dear Val, well done!
Nathan.
MistakenMagic | July 4, 2009 - 20:39
'Another bite of the sweet red cherry,
another tango in the universal dance.'
- love these lines. And the repetition of the last line just works so well!
Magic xxx
sarah wilson | July 5, 2009 - 09:08
A delightful poem. sarah x