He Loved That I Was a Poet
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Copyright Protected, ID 09-1575-921-02
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written September 02, 2023
For the International Contest, Would You Love Me If I Wasn't A Poet
sponsor, Silent One. Judged 09/13/2023
Second Place
I met him in a cafe one cold winter day
as I was absorbed in writing a poem
I realized a man watching me
a handsome man
and my world began to spin out of control
time stood still
I did not know that we were about to set sail
when he came over I could almost not speak
but when we began I could not stop
he wanted to know what I was writing
a poem, I said
and read it to him and that was the beginning
days, became weeks and months
we spent a lot of time together
and he loved when I read my poetry to him
I asked, would you love me still if I was not a poet?
he would smile, of course, but I love your words
the promise between us was a delicate flower blooming
his touch was like music to my soul
the drum of time rolled and then we married
and I promised to love him for a thousand years
love is a fragile seed that one must treasure
but God took my beloved away and the seed withered
I drown in the dregs of yesterday's sorrow
and among the pages of my poetry that I read to him
I folded my wings
and waited
part of me wanted to destroy those pages
until, I heard his voice one night
whispering I love you, and I love that you are a poet
it is your destiny, so write, write for the world to read
and I will hear your poetry all the way up here in heaven
I will watch over you every single day and I am waiting
for love is a journey that never dies
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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