Love Story Poem by Castellenas John
Love Story
Love story
You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear lover. You are my art, my wonder, my mystery and my midnight dancer.
We had the seasons to taste love, we had the Germany Spring where we roamed the free paths of Europe. Saw the old castles and the waterfalls and we wandered the hidden cities and we drank the sweet red wine.
You were my beautiful Beatrice and I told you often. I will write a million words for your beautiful face, I will sing to the morning sky, how you made love, alive and well in my world.
We had the warm days of Summer. We danced in Paris at 3 am and I read poetry to you at Hyde Park in England. We drank wine in Basel, danced by the light of the stars in Vienna. We loved the days of summer.
Fall days, we did love. Music was for alive for us and we found our utopia in your small apartment. We drank rum and held tightly to love sweetness. You study for college and I wrote poetry and tale.
The Winter days and nights. Slower days, we listen to Elvis, Leonard Cohen, Pink Floyd and the Roller stones. I remembered we danced and we made great promises. I would sit at your feet, you caressed my hair and you sang Leonard Songs to me.
A love story, remembered often now. We had the seasons, we had our dreams, we had our youth. We didn't know. Time is a thief and one day. I would know Dante's sadness.
Write words of love for my endeared Beatrice. I wonder, do you remember us?
Dancing Coyote
You were my beautiful Beatrice and I told you often. I will write a million words for your beautiful face, I will sing to the morning sky, how you made love, alive and well in my world. simply beautiful dear poet. thank u. tony
see how you love love story never speak of dying Read my MOMS SMILES SHE LIVES EVEN INN DEATH I am dying since the last 80 ears but not dead yet why do you all live death vibes it does me surprise come smile with me have a kiss or two my world of happiness share will you when we die no one will know vibes negative you distribute like mystic prasaadam that wouldn t do you may be from a world of mysticism so I must in modern parlance you shoo
words of love undecaying, immortal, eternal since it birth it can easily make alive its beloved
Thank you John for visiting my page and reading my poem -" Love is all embracing." Remain blessed, dear Poet.
The spring of love, the beautiful memories, the romantic places, the dances, make this poem a dream. John, i loved the way you have brought in memories of places like Germany, Paris, Belgium, England, Switzerland. A tale told with minute details. I am sure, Beatrice remembers your ardent love.......10
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4/24/2024 2:58:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful love story so beautifully illustrated.
Thank you Jennifer. I appreciate the comment.