Day: February 16, 2019

Fifty Years

~ thereluctantpoet

Storm of Ink

(1st Verse)
Remember when
I wrote I love you on a napkin
Remember when
You read it and you couldn’t stop laughing
Remember when
We danced in the pouring rain in our lawn
Remember when
I said “Look at you baby, you got it going on.”

CHORUS:
After fifty years
You know nothing has changed
After fifty years
Still in love, can’t get enough,
All this love and passion remains.

(2nd Verse)
Remember when
We made love on the kitchen floor
Remember when
We played hide and seek in the grocery store
Remember when
We listened to Chesney on those summer nights
Remember when
we talked until the morning light

CHORUS:
After fifty years
You know nothing has changed
After fifty years
Still in love, can’t get enough,
All this love and passion remains.

Bridge:
As the decades pass by so fast,
I can see our love was built to…

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Incomplete – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

~ thereluctantpoet

Be sure to check out Bonnie Tyler’s – It’s A Heartache on Youtube.com

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Heartache – In Other Words

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I can hear Bonnie Tyler singing her hit, “It’s A Heartache.”

Incomplete

Limp, I am broken,
a ragdoll incomplete,
our love was spoken, unspoken,
but an emptiness speaks now,
of your sudden departure and all is so  dry.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Love found in loveless matches

~ thereluctantpoet

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He found love

on the aisle marked

consumer durables

for marriage entailed

a host of electronic items,

household items as bridal gifts

(euphemism for dowry)

they started as strangers

who were given a licence

by the society

to become intimate

he had not expected

to be smitten

by this girl chosen by his parents.

In India arranged marriages are still the norm and people do find love in such matches.

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In My Dreams

~ thereluctantpoet ~ 1 Comment

Penny Wilson Writes

I was sure I had found you 
once,twice 
more...

I've felt your arms around me 
felt your strength
the heat 
of your
heart

Just a dream

I've seen your eyes  

They're the color 
of the sea 
on a winter morning

Your passion 
has held me 
enthralled me  

I give myself 
to you
just to awaken 
to an empty 
room  

A dream 

I thought I saw 
your smile 
in passing 

I felt the electricity  

The same as my dreams  

You're out there
I know it  
I feel it  

I feel

you  

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

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