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Writing a poem about you,
More than twenty years removed,
Is not that hard to do.
Icy blue eyes,
Lanky frame,
Strong hands
That could not resist
My curves,
Indelible marks
In my memory.
My taste for
Biker-cowboy-badass swagger
Was first found at your lips.
Even now
I lose myself in you
When Jeff Healey plays
In a random radio moment.
The faintest wisp
Of your cologne
Makes my heart race,
My eyes desperately searching,
Only to find unknown faces
That aren’t yours.
Every emotion
From hope to heartache
Is forever tinged
With your essence,
An echoing undercurrent
That shades my entire world.
Writing a poem about you…
That’s the easy part.
The real challenge
Is writing a poem that isn’t.
~~~ This poem was written for the poetic memoir series of prompts from Poetic Bloomings. This week we were asked to think about the first time we fell in love.
