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A Tremble in my memory

Poetry By: steven cooke
Poetry


Tags: Lost, Love


You never know when your soul mate will turn up. The trouble is that you may be someones else soulmate. There lies the pain of love.


Submitted:Feb 17, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


She kissed me under the lamp post

A kiss so soft that my lips trembled

I felt her being entering my heart

And my soul kneeling before her

Wanting her kiss to last forever.

Suddenly I was afraid.

I longed for her to be my destiny

But relationships would have to be sacrificed

And Love cannot be sullied with such things,

And then, she was gone.

We both knew it could never be.

She was the Earth and I was the Moon

Orbiting on the outskirts of her Life,

I was always just a tear away.

The years have past

And still she lies deep within my being.

If there is a God, pray grant this Sinner one last request.

When I take my last breath,

Let my Soul find her again,

In a place where time and space have no meaning

Where love is not afraid and where heaven can see

That beautiful girl I kissed under the lamp post

Still trembling my memory.





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