Friday Evening

by Richard Vince

It feels strange that, at this time
On a Friday, I am not
Nearly with you, as I have
Lately been used to.

Tonight, I will not be partaking
In a take out with you;
I will not be turning up my nose
At your bizarre sauce mixtures
While you choke on my vinegar fumes.

And tomorrow, I will not wake up
Next to you and find that
We accidentally nodded off
For a few hours.

But my mind will be full of
Your words, spoken in that
Definite way that is
Uniquely yours, and I can feel
The shape of your hand,
Imprinted in mine.

In you I always have something
Wonderful to look forward to:
The soothing sound of your voice,
The scent of your hair,
Your welcoming smile, and
The million and one other
Little things that make you
This woman I can't not love.

However long I have to wait
To share another magical moment
With you, I know you will be
Worth waiting for, and that
I will treasure all the moments
We will share, and always be
Thankful that I was able
To know you at all.


Posted on 10/03/2004
Copyright © 2022 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Amy Niggel on 10/06/04 at 02:56 AM

Another beautiful poem. Good Job, again I want a guy to think this way about me!!!!! Its so sweet *sigh* isn't love grand?

Posted by Rula Shin on 10/13/04 at 12:36 AM

Wow, how very touching, sweet, and loving. My favorite line is, "I can feel The shape of your hand, Imprinted in mine." - beautiful!! :-) High marks

Posted by Kristine Briese on 06/22/11 at 01:52 AM

So sweet and sentimental and loving and warm. Gorgeous piece of work.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/27/11 at 11:46 PM

As you've so eloquently pointed out Vince, it's the little things that both make or break a relationship. I saw a lot of myself and past significant others in the way you've set this up. Thanks for that; nice work.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/29/11 at 01:22 PM

I like the way this starts with sense-stimulating images of previous evening and moves into the somewhat contrasting scene in bed and your loving thoughts. I too like the allusion to the little things you notice and remember about the woman. It speaks of intimacy and gentleness. Thanks for this lovely poem.

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