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Blogs > yesmamallthetime > Mellifluous Musings

When Our Love Could Begin  

yesmamallthetime 56F  
4466 messages
3/12/2019 5h39
When Our Love Could Begin

I wrote this December of 20.

And so it begins,
It might become great,
It is just the anticipation of a first date.
I don't remember the butterflies of such size,
I don't remember how I wanted memorize,
Every single facet and shape of his face,
Every single word he utters,
Every single gesture of his hands,
Every breath and exhalation.
Every look he gives me
And his pupil's dilation.
Do you think he feels the same?
I mean, it is his first with me,
Could our anticipation be mutual?
Could our future ecstasy meet expectations?
I am guessing it all depends.
On whether we exude our wishes,
Our desires,
And if we make a maximum heartfelt effort.

I don't want be cavalier.
I don't want say c'est la vie.
I want be fully awake, and
Not feel a moment of ennui.

There are two words I want this be,
One is special and the other is unique.
Yes, this will be special for us.
And it will also be unique if we fulfill all our fantasies.
I am so looking forward this,
I can hardly sleep.
Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
yesmamallthetime 56F  
11278 messages
3/12/2019 5h40

 I wrote this in December of 2015.

And so it begins,
It might become great,
It is just the anticipation of a first date.
I don't remember the butterflies of such size,
I don't remember how I wanted to memorize,
Every single facet and shape of his face,
Every single word he utters,
Every single gesture of his hands,
Every breath and exhalation.
Every look he gives me
And his pupil's dilation.
Do you think he feels the same?
I mean, it is his first with me,
Could our anticipation be mutual?
Could our future ecstasy meet expectations?
I am guessing it all depends.
On whether we exude our wishes,
Our desires,
And if we make a maximum heartfelt effort.

I don't want to be cavalier.
I don't want to say c'est la vie.
I want to be fully awake, and
Not feel a moment of ennui.

There are two words I want this to be,
One is special and the other is unique.
Yes, this will be special for us.
And it will also be unique if we fulfill all our fantasies.
I am so looking forward to this,
I can hardly sleep.

I am tired of passion eating the words so I am posting it in the comments. LOL
Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely


yesmamallthetime 56F  
11278 messages
3/12/2019 5h47

 Oops I was wrong I wrote that in 2014 and just changed it on the poem but can't change the comment. It was my first date in a very very long time...
Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely


Paulxx001 67H
22642 messages
3/12/2019 7h17

 So ya couldn't sleep could ya. Yeah... excitement is fun.
Then what happened? 💦 🔥 🤔


citizen4722 66H  
74582 messages
6/12/2019 16h32

 Special and unique are perfect words.
Something to savour on the first date.
With your heart singing like the birds.
Was it all in vain or did things go great?


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