Poem:Versions of Love Poetry





When I met you

it wasn’t a good time for me.

I vowed to be single

too many men in a row

feeling strung out, like after

the third cup of coffee

cramming for a final

or writing the last minute words

for the essay waiting to be,





The time we sat next to each other

I noticed, I noticed you,

even took a second glance

maybe one more drink then I’d go.

That night we went separate ways

notions of you lingered through me

almost feeling once more




I asked you out for dinner

that was it, the first day

of our adventure

never looking back, once a bump

got in our way, but we leapt

now stronger, growing, sharing


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lilibees 6 years ago

Very beautiful poem, I enjoyed reading it very much!

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acaetnna 6 years ago from Guildford

This is so lovely.

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MarionAnn 6 years ago from Vancouver Island, BC Author

Thank you for your support - I am really a hopeless romantic~

Brittany Smith 5 years ago

Awh, Min! You are such a romantic aren't you?! Thanks so much for sharing this with me. Big hugs.

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