He saw her at the beach,
lovely and lanky was she
and with a style that outshone
every summer sun ever seen.
Her voice was quite hypnotic;
his thoughts of her were quixotic.
That memory always brings him back.
Alone he comes to stand
there on the very sand
where they had first made love.
© JPW 2013
dVerse Poets Pub ~ Getting Tight In There (55)
mmm....what a connection they must have made in that moment that it would haunt them drawing them back to that same spot....cool 55
ReplyDeleteBrian, sometimes the spark inflames, and sometimes it becomes a slow smolder, never truly igniting. He came back to fan the flame of that memory of hope. Thanks for the view.
DeleteSometimes it is good to revisit a spot that has good memories & just remember and savor that time. A very touching write.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary. Savory memories do indeed satisfy.
DeleteYour words are laced by a sweet melancholy... but still there is some happiness and hope in returning. ...lovely
ReplyDeleteWe should hold close to happiness and hope wherever we can find it Bjorn. Thank you.
Deletesometimes it's important to go back to those places that became important...either to re-spark the flame or to say good bye..
ReplyDeleteYes, that is truly accurate, Claudia. Thank you.
DeleteSometimes memories have to be enough.
ReplyDeleteSometimes memories are everything! I appreciate it Kathryn.
DeleteWhat lovely memories to cherish, most specially when you are alone ~
ReplyDeleteThe memories take on other interpretations depending on whether they are shared or inwardly personal. Thank you.
DeleteI could picture the memory with a smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteYes, it seems our perspectives are mildly similar! Thank you.
DeleteWhat a perfectly lovely memory of a special person. And thank you so very much for reading mine and leaving a comment.
ReplyDelete~Misky
Thank you for your comments, Misky. Reading each other is how we grow together.
Delete...count it good along with the shore... sometimes, love is like that --- came too fast & have gone too fast... smiles...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kelvin. I'm glad you had come to visit my blog.
DeleteMoments of happiness, of love NEED to be treasured, kept, and revisited! Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Margaret. I totally agree.
DeleteReading this from the edited version... so sweet.
ReplyDeleteSorry Laurie, you comment must have slipped past me! Thanks for the approving comment, it means a lot!
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