Friday, September 19, 2014

Mimi-Mona Poetry - Lost in Her Love

©Lost In Her Love
Mimi Wolske
Mimi Wolske-Mona Arizona™
September 2014
All Rights Reserved

He was looking at the moon but not really seeing it.
Since the first day, she'd shown him
He'd never been truly loved before.
With a single kiss, he could feel her soul and
He'd crave her innocently and unvirtuously, wickedly,
Wishing he could turn back the clock —
He'd be able to find her sooner and love her longer.

She cuddled and he played with her hair and
Kissed her forehead, each kiss a reminder
He loved her and he wanted her, only her.
He found himself listening for and recognizing
Her footsteps in every room and knew
She was coming to him. When had he
First begun to love her, even that part of her
He didn't understand? It seemed like forever.

She was home; she was two arms that held
Him tightly when he was at his worst. She
Waded in mistakes and problems with him,
Made the crash of the waves bearable,
Anchored him, made him feel stronger,
Completed that part of him that had disappeared.
She was the one who laughed at his jokes,
Whether they were funny or not...she laughed.

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