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She Loved Me...She Loved me Knots.

Updated on October 5, 2009


She Loved Me, She Loved Me Knots.



Was it only an eternity ago,
when we sat in flowered meadows,
your brown eyes stirring my soul
as we broke from a kiss.

Thoughts whirling,
dreams gleaming,
as you gazed on me
with such adoration.

Then you laughed
and danced away,
gathering daisies,
by the handfuls.

Such a painting
that would have made,
but my hands always quivered
in sorrow at each attempt.

Soon you sat behind me
and began to weave them
in a chain throughout
my shoulder length hair.

For I was flower child then,
and you were my lovely
maiden paying tribute.

God it's sad how innocence
can only be cherished
when it is long past
its melting away.

We laughed and
clutched each other
in the late Spring sun,
then hand in hand
we walked back to reality.

Me strolling boldly
through the masses,
flaunting my crown,
but they only saw you.

Bell bottomed,
blond haired goddess,
ravishingly beautiful,
descending to bless
my life briefly
with heavenly hopes
just over an eternity ago.


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      seasoning 7 years ago

      i have so many of your poems to catch up on, i love them all, put them in a book, then i can take them everywhere at my leisure, and just be happy all the time, or maybe i will print them out.... is that o.k.

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      philip carey 61 8 years ago

      I like the last line best. Something about repeating the main theme at the end of the poem works well for me.