I wanted to try something different for a change. I normally don't write love poetry, and this is my first shot at it. I was inspired by one of my favorite songs about overcoming adversity and life's tragedies in a relationship. I feel like a lot of us have been down this road plenty of times before.
She sits cross
legged in the pouring rain
Her hands clasped
together across her face
Drowning, not in
the rainfall, but in her tears
Fearing that the
world has come to consume her
She has nothing to
gain and everything to lose
With every drop
against the hardened ground
She feels the
tremor inside of her lash out
Like a whip
against her heart, shattered and broken
He sees her every
day all alone
A girl of only
eighteen and full of beauty
Perhaps not in
appearance but in personality
Her bulky black
lenses and love for cats
Her lovely perfume
of a passion fruit flower
Just right for a
girl who is a wanderer.
One day he
couldn't bear to see her cry
So he walks like a
one man army over to her
Placing his coat
around her red soaked body
His warm embrace
soothes her chilling blood
Breaking the ice
like it was a sunshine ray
Not because he
wanted her for her body
But because he
actually cared for the person.
They walk
underneath the blackened sky
As thunder bolts
crash around them
Neither caring
what others have to say
Walking between
these raindrops, you and me
We are heroes in
our own minds
We are lovers at
first sight
Like a fairy tale
bound to come alive.
You don't have to
walk in the rain alone
I'll be here for
you even when you're gone.
This was the
promise that he had made
Crossing his x's
and o's with a capital T
Because these
raindrops revealed the beauty
Of a true
friendship in those stormy skies.
you don't have to walk in the rain alone...so sweet
ReplyDeleteWhat can I say, I don't like seeing other people alone when they are down.
DeleteI love that he notices her "love for cats" and he has come close enough to know her scent, too. This takes a lot of dedication; walking up to her while she is falling apart takes a lot of courage. Almost as much as accepting that warm embrace, so soon after having been broken. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd what Gail said... ♥
Sometimes people just need a friend to help them up onto their feet. What happens after is just sheer coincidence.
DeleteIf you were a man who talked about love, I would venture into discussing this poem with you. There are lines here I adore and other thoughtful ones I'd like to have explained and talked about.
ReplyDeleteLove the way you deal with a subject you don't often visit. :)
Kiss.
I don't often visit this kind of stuff for a reason. I don't like putting too much of myself out there.
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