More Than You’ll Ever Know by Tony Whitaker
Cool blue
bejeweled eyes
forge fired hair
at once beguiles
Dante’s Inferno
on that sizzling
summer night
Though only once
we walked dating’s
unpaved highway
some forgotten restaurant
your sanguine smile
and feline style set
a fire upon a pyre
of a wanton time
which ticks so far away
We talked of art
and we spoke of shows
our creative flesh
“Humboldt’s Gift” and so
your beauty an easel
which stained this soul
I’ve wondered more
than you’ll ever know
when I beheld those eyes
behind the gate
with my post at your door
Know I remember more
than you’ll ever know
your soft sensuous hair
spilling below
an angelic face fair
on that hot August night
when we lost our place
still holding you close
when anxious eyes simply
said… “No”
09/02/2013 Author's Note: A long,long time ago when I was older then. I'm younger than that now
Posted on 09/02/2013 Copyright © 2024 Tony Whitaker
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/04/13 at 12:18 PM a lovely poem, Tony, about a dream that fell prey to a woman's prerogative, which is to say no, when we so desperately needed the alternative and affirming yes. alas, man is destined to suffer twixt those extremities. |
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