After,
we lay in each others arms,
Whispering gentle words
I brushed the hair from your cheek,
and traced a tear,
After,
holding you tenderly,
never wishing to let go,
feeling your heartbeat,
touching your soul.
After,
the concert, where you were meant to be,
I was alone again,
After everything we said,
You returned to him:
What a touching piece....I can almost feel the pain that you have so beautifully described...10+++
Thank you Laurie for this and other heartaches. Reminds me of that old song.......after the ball was over...... Martin
So sad, I hope it is not true, and only imagined. But I know the pain of rejection so this speaks to me. Nicely done Laurie, as always. Susan
Sad -, yes very....a love triangle. Really written with so much feeling....Ahh the pain. Well done
Again another masterpiece, one that most of us can relate to. 10 +++++ Tracy
You paint a beautiful scene with a sensory touch hinting at the substance of the story letting us fill in the missing parts.
ineffably sad but stolen fruits tend to leave a bitter aftertaste
The ending made me say: ouch! But this is quite a story, my friend, and could happen in reality. It's amazing how brilliantly captured it in this piece. You're great! : -)
Laurie, this is so gentle and tender. The lovely words you use, make me feel so very sad... Although your words are soft, there is such strong pathos through the poem from you to touch the reader's sympathetic heart. Top marks! Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh this is so heart wrenching, the reader feels the pain.Love that leaves and yet lingers.Beautiful a 10