For the Best Romantic Poem Poetry Contest of Emile Pinet
#30 on top 100 New Poems as of Jan 28, 2025.
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Dedicated to French Quebec Canadian, Guy Loranger For one who was my first most precious love, who drifted into my life like fresh snow, he’s still the guy that my impressions of remain like snow untrod upon although it was late summer when he stirred in me such dulcet longings. Like a butterfly, my heart went dancing when we kissed, and he - along with me - soared into velvet sky. With myriad stars, the moon was blooming. It peeked down at us in our passion’s play. My love’s touch – soft cashmere - was consuming. With headiness, we savored love’s parfait when sun slid down and hid behind a hill. That young man’s sweetness I remember still.
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