Finding Time To Love Again

We talked about poetry
Over cups of coffee and cigarette
In a café full of prowlers of pleasure
And skippers of wisdom
On a wintry day 
That was numbing my patience

The bitter taste of coffee 
Energized my words, 
Fluttering like cherry blossoms of spring, 
Right from my heart, timid, but with lots 
Of rhyme to offer,
And it beat
Faster than the hands of time
As I looked at you
With your eyes, teasing...

And I almost forgot
To take my «I love you, Dad» kid from school
‘Cause of your Angelina Jolie
Lips that giggled my widowed soul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Guzzi Avatar
September 21, 2009 at 8:22 PM
it beats............and wow "giggled my widowed soul" sounds like you met Lolita...Light & Love
Ahmad Avatar
May 31, 2009 at 2:55 AM
Thanks for the comments and for congratulating me on my win... Congrats to you too for that poem...anyway, this poem rocks...made me read twice :) all the best for everything. Love, Amaan
Ahmad Avatar
May 31, 2009 at 2:49 AM
Thanks for the comments and for congratulating me on my win... Congrats to you too for that poem...anyway, this poem rocks...made me read twice :) all the best for everything. Love, Amaan
Tugaff Avatar
May 23, 2009 at 4:23 AM
Hello Mr. Poet, when are we going to talk poetry over a cup of coffee and cigarette? See you soon. Ernilando
Scripca Avatar
May 22, 2009 at 10:12 PM
Impressive atmosphere you create in this Vers Libre. Is it caffeine, is it Spring ? I love it. Iolanda
Shango Avatar
May 20, 2009 at 1:45 PM
Pure T. S. Eliot flavor ... I love the flow, the T. E. Hume clarity of tone, brother ... this is another matchless write ... what genius!
Moreno Avatar
May 17, 2009 at 11:23 PM
Beautiful work Ernesto, I especially loved the last stanza...Raul
Chircop Avatar
May 17, 2009 at 9:15 AM
this is romantic and flows like wind breeze--sweet this is my friend,time to love again,why not?love is beautiful----charma
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