A Love Poem

A Five-Minute Affair

I met a girl today;

Or rather our eyes did

And lingered together across a crowded bar.

And though not a word was spoken or said,

Our unthought thoughts were easily read.

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Eyes searched eyes,

Through smoke-filled dim light,

Holding fast their gaze with a passion.

And though not a word was said or spoken,

I dared not look away lest the spell be broken.

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A girl of fields and forests,

She seemed to me,

Of dew-dropped flowers in a meadow.

And though not a sound passed from our lips,

We stared, as lovers, between two passing ships.

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Dark was her hair,

Darker still were her eyes;

Enthralling, entrancing, engaging.

And though her lips passed not a sound,

We spent that moment – eternally bound.

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The juke-box blare,

The pool balls’ clunks,

Even happy, laughing voices went unnoticed.

For whilst nothing was uttered and nothing was heard,

Heart strings fluttered like fluttering birds.

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Then it was over,

For with a friend’s gentle prod,

She finished up her drink and was gone.

And though it was nothing, nothing at all,

I leant back empty, alone on my stool.

4 comments on “A Love Poem

  1. tigercity says:

    This is a great “moment in time” piece.. and the first time I’ve read it in its written form.. provokes the “what might have been” thoughts.. however unlikely..

  2. Huberaime says:

    Hi Phil, you’re talented for poetry as well as for fiction prose, essays and descriptions. It indeed sometimes happens that one meets for a very short time someone that makes one dream for ever and be sorry that one didn’t act. I wish I’d had the courage…

    • english13 says:

      Ah – the great ‘What if… ?’ questions. So, what if there are multiple, parallel universes. Even an infinity of them? Does that then mean that somewhere ‘out there’ I’m having a really great time whilst somewhere else I’m having a really bad time? Perhaps, then, it’s better to take an average and stay somewhere in the middle. Thanks for your kind words, Hubert.

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