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He held my hand by the ends of my fingers as we ran through the field of barley
With every kiss we communicated unspoken desires and fears
I was alive staring into his green eyes, feeling this uncontrollable energy
Surge from his head to his hands and through my body
Dad said he’d never love me, that I was a fool to waste my time with his type
We define riches and wealth in our different ways, money is not a want in my life
Wants me to marry a man with a stiff upper lip manner and a million dollar manor
A man who’d treat me with no more respect than he thought a woman would deserve
My boy just wants me to happy, he’s my entity and now my identity
He said, “Wait for me” and pressed his lips on my tear-stained cheek
He drove into the horizon and out of my life, though not forever
As I dry my eyes and remember to write; I’ll keep holding on to hope.
With every kiss we communicated unspoken desires and fears
I was alive staring into his green eyes, feeling this uncontrollable energy
Surge from his head to his hands and through my body
Dad said he’d never love me, that I was a fool to waste my time with his type
We define riches and wealth in our different ways, money is not a want in my life
Wants me to marry a man with a stiff upper lip manner and a million dollar manor
A man who’d treat me with no more respect than he thought a woman would deserve
My boy just wants me to happy, he’s my entity and now my identity
He said, “Wait for me” and pressed his lips on my tear-stained cheek
He drove into the horizon and out of my life, though not forever
As I dry my eyes and remember to write; I’ll keep holding on to hope.
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I found this on my computer, I think I wrote it about 18 months ago. No story behind it except day-dreaming. 
© 2009 - 2024 looceh
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This is the kind of poem that I'm left pondering over for a time. It is beautiful - and I feel the desire to read it again. The phrasing is perfect and so easily relatable - somehow still foreign, yet ringing true with familiarity. The ending is particularly potent...I adore it.