Forgotten Fairytale~Love Hurts

Forgotten Fairytale~Love Hurts

A Poem by anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

 

 

I caught a glimpse of you

when you didn’t know I was looking

Trying to rediscover what I'd forgotten about you

About us
Why I had once loved you...

In that other time


You were standing naked in front of the mirror

Your auburn hair glistening on your wet, mortal body
You had just stepped out of your morning shower

humming the customary tune you do so well


I stood quietly in the hall

watching you shave your golden, red beard

while you hummed, keeping the rhythm with your foot


It was intoxicating observing your routine

without you knowing I was there

I'd watched your morning ritual a thousand times

You, always aware when I was looking


In the past

In that other time


Somehow...

Watching you more with my heart, than with my eyes

made me melancholy

Missing those feelings I'd once felt for you

For us...

So deep within my heart...
For awhile...

Back then


Did we ever really love?

Was it kismet?

Was it fate?

The question sits on unspoken lips


I sighed...

Missing us, missing you...

Back then...

In another time


When our melody began,

you sang the notes to my heart so well

So tender

We soared on the music

our mouths relishing the kiss

In our moments, for a time 

       
We were us, you and I

Tracing our love with thirsy lips and hungry bodies


I stood there looking at you for quite some time...

Pausing at the door before I left
Knowing...

I might never open that door again

 

I turned back once more...

before turning to go

Making sure to remember...

just why I was leaving


But now...

Every time I see a man shaving...

I find myself thinking of you
Goodbye

 

 

 

By LadeeAnne~anne p murray

2006

 

© 2012 anne p. murray- LadeeAnne


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anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

Birmingham, AL



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