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Mitch Prax Feb 2020
I love you every
day but today I will put
it in a haiku

7:49 PM
23/2/20
Sumedh Feb 2020
Gleam of sunshine strikes,
Your face I see, narrowing my eyes,
Another beautiful dream?, I ask myself,
That warm fuzzy feeling in your lap as I lay,
I still remember that day.

Filter coffee, scrambled eggs n bread,
Sip by sip I gaze you, see you blushing red,
Your eyes signal me "hurry up, we gotta leave"!
I smile, I promise I won't be the one to delay,
I still remember that day.

Out we set, crossing unparallel roads,
With every milestone something new unfolds,
Passing trees, passing peaks, you suddenly point your finger,
You say "look! the horizon, at last we've reached the bay",
I still remember that day.

The grains of sand, drifting beneath our feet,
Your hands in mine, this azure sea, I feel complete,
We snorkel, we ride, we surf over the tide,
Walking the boardwalk under the sunset, we espy the dolphins play,
I still remember that day.

Further down the street, we stumble upon a nun,
She points the way to her church, to the north, the white one,
In the twilight sky, bells ringing high, you sing hymns,
With reflected candlelight in your serene eyes, I watch you pray,
I still remember that day.

Now we had been out all day, we were ravenous,
Entering a bar, on cloud nine our happiness,
Shots after shots, we crush everyone at the game of darts,
For us champions, next rounds were on the house we didn't pay,
I still remember that day.

Today after 25 years, you're going through our album,
Your sudden grin, the reason I can't fathom,
You walk up to me briskly, show me an old photo of us both,
And before you ask, I read you this poem and at the end, I say,
"Yes my love, I still remember that day".
A beautiful story from one of those days that we never forget, that are worth remembering forever.
The poem starts with the day and gradually ends towards the night but what lies inside it can only be comprehended by reading it ;)
jacquelyn Feb 2020
27
now i'm just a ghost in your bed
can you feel me where i used to lay my head
do you miss me
i hope you miss me
mr moon man Feb 2020
They confide in one another, wishing for time to stop so that they may have the world to themselves. So that their personal lives don't tear them apart from each other's loving arms. Then, the day finally comes where the flow of time is at their feet. They spend their blessing learning about one another. As time flows on, they decide to let the world continue around them as they depart with a final kiss under the rising moon.
This is the first of the three poem project I've been working on for Valentine's day about the three different people of Valentine's day. the first one to represent the couples of this day
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