Poet Tacito Poet Free verse

13

Now I enter a new day with nervous breaths

A return of innocence

The red balloon that you want to win
In summer’s carnival

That hand you want to hold
But can’t
	
Those goosebumps that embed an uplifting silence

Pacing by the phone,
Echoes of ringtones and comfort greetings

A deep blue sky during autumnal Saturday mornings

Where, now,
I find myself standing by a solitary chair
In a school dance

As “Right here Waiting” plays in 500 watt flirtations
Hoping she accepts this dance

Living for the remembrance of you

Romantic palpitations reaching towards handwritten memories

Living for your remembrance of me

This 13 yr old heart
Beating
Beating
Towards a smile of irrevocable consequences

Caressing ivory keys upon resilient sunflowers

Awaiting our smiles to rendezvous unto willful sunrises

Our solemn faces against shoulders
Swaying to a never-ending stanza

Missing you, like The Police,
With every breath I take

©Drake J. Eszes

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Richard Lamoureux February 11, 2016 at 6:39 AM I was looking through my favorite poems and got to enjoy this one again.

Charmane Bellen November 26, 2013 at 7:19 AM oh i enjoyed it Drake..smile on my face while reading!..nice meeting you dear, thanks for your visit on my poems..with love//charmane Poet Tacito November 26, 2013 at 8:12 AM Hey there! I'm glad you enjoyed it. Very nice of you to stop by, Charmane. :)

Richard Lamoureux July 31, 2013 at 6:56 AM It seems I keep coming back to this one. Time to move it to my favorites. Poet Tacito July 31, 2013 at 7:05 AM It seems so! =) That's awesome of you. Means a lot to me! Thanks so much, Richard!

Richard Lamoureux June 23, 2013 at 6:47 PM I enjoyed reading this one again. I can still feel my sweaty hands on my girlfriends hips and the texture of her corderoys. My heart was beating a million miles a minute. Poet Tacito June 23, 2013 at 8:19 PM It's a beautiful thing, isn't it? :) Thanks again, Richard!

Richard Lamoureux May 28, 2013 at 2:51 PM Brings back memories, it feels like I fell in love a thousand times at that age. Poet Tacito May 28, 2013 at 2:56 PM Ha. I sure did. Ah, the power of innocent love. Thanks so much, Richard!

Timothy Hicks May 16, 2013 at 12:55 AM This was something really special, Drake. The first sprouting of young love as such a young age... it's priceless and so well written. I'm not sure if this based on real experience or not, but it certainly felt genuine in either case. You are good at this free-verse style... I like it's unpredictability. Poet Tacito May 16, 2013 at 7:27 AM Hey there, Tim!!! Yes, quite true. This piece was a mix of real experience & fictional. :) Thank you so very much!

Eileen Manassian May 14, 2013 at 7:53 AM This is one of your best, Drake....in my humble opinion, of course! Could it have anything to do with the fact that my first awakening of what love is all about happened at a summer camp with a boy who was crazy about me! Ah...memories linger on! Thanks for this lovely poem! :) Now this one....I was totally in the know on! Poet Tacito May 14, 2013 at 8:03 AM LOL that's great! It's all about those innocent feelings. I'm very grateful for your thoughts on this. :)

Charmaine Chircop May 13, 2013 at 7:35 PM I had my first innocent kiss on the lips at thirteen :) and reading your poem i travelled back.in time to where i was back then.Tnks for reminding me of those lovely days.Ths is a lovely aweet poem Drake Poet Tacito May 13, 2013 at 7:52 PM Aweet, Sweet...Tomato, Tomatoe. :) That's awesome to relive that. I know those days quite well myself. Thank you so much! Charmaine Chircop May 13, 2013 at 7:36 PM I meant sweet..Oops.)

Matthew Horstkotter May 2, 2013 at 9:01 AM Nice poem. Poet Tacito May 2, 2013 at 9:11 AM Many thanks!

Laura Breidenthal April 30, 2013 at 3:07 AM Touching one. What a memory. Glad you could pen it so well and share with the rest of us. I was drawn in by the number 13. So glad I got to read this. Always, Laura Poet Tacito April 30, 2013 at 7:38 AM Yes, it was a touching one for me too. Thank you so kindly for that, Laura! I'm grateful you stopped by. :)

Rachel St.Cross October 20, 2012 at 9:37 AM ‡ This Is Utterly Beautiful My Sweet Friend. Makes Me Think Of My Heart's Very First Crush, And She Was So Shy. Wonderful And Thank You For Your Lovely Visit. Sweet Kisses, Rachel ‡ Poet Tacito October 20, 2012 at 9:45 AM Hey there, Rachel! Yes, first crush indeed. Thank you so much for stopping by here!

Anne-Lise Andresen October 19, 2012 at 4:04 PM I enjoyed reading your poem Drake, thanks for I was allowed to visit. - Have a nice weekend. - oxox love Anne-Lise :) Poet Tacito October 20, 2012 at 9:44 AM Hi there! :) I appreciate that!

Joann Grisetti October 19, 2012 at 3:13 PM You are a master painter with these words you write. Poet Tacito October 19, 2012 at 3:26 PM Hey Joann! Awesome of you to be here. That is truly great of you to say. :) Thank you!

Carol Sunshine Brown October 18, 2012 at 7:40 AM A most enjoyable read as usual from you Drake. Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol Poet Tacito October 18, 2012 at 7:39 PM Thank you kindly, Carol! I appreciate it!

Poet Tacito October 17, 2012 at 2:03 PM Hola PD! Yeah, tell me about it. Thank you kindly! :)

Poet Destroyer A October 17, 2012 at 1:52 PM Hello Drake, i love the way you end your poem..That song itself, explains all the emotions above... enjoyed...pd....