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Her Softest Kiss, Gentle Warmth It Sent Me

Her Softest Kiss, Gentle Warmth It Sent Me

Am I dreaming, I was once bold and young
life was a new joy, great was romance sung,
morn's birthed hot memory of night before
rubies, gold cast upon every shore.
Her bright smile, this soul rejuvenated
her sexy charms had invigorated.

I fallen warrior from love's battlefield
just barely alive, refusing to yield,
felt red sun bring on saddest doom and gloom
as echoes sang, come now enter this tomb.
Once her love, gave me strength to death resist
as in love's deep ardor I did enlist.

Am I now able to leave bloody soil
rejoin former life with its boring toil,
or hold dear her touch from dreams that renew
to remember her true words, "I love you".
Her softest kiss, gentle warmth it sent me
love, desire to never from it be free.

Am I dreaming, I was once bold and young
life was a new joy, great was romance sung,
morn's birthed hot memory of night before
rubies, gold cast upon every shore.
Her bright smile, this soul rejuvenated
her sexy charms had invigorated.

Robert J. Lindley, 4-04-2019
Rhyme, ( What Life And Young Love Both Recall )

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Edlynn Nau Date: 4/13/2019 2:39:00 PM Excellent! Since I lost my husband to cancer when I was 39 and now some 25 plus years have passed then, this is so relatable. Especially true is wondering if it ever all happened. Did I make it all up? That was a lifetime ago and seems imagined. I have his daughter to remind me but she is off to her life too. Possibly I imagined her as well (I think). This captures that ironic state for me. You handled the topic so well. Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 4/13/2019 3:03:00 PM Thank you my great friend. I am so delighted to hear from you again. Yes, sometimes our memories tho' we know are based upon reality , seem to be fantasy- or is that ones mind limiting in a way to cope? Your poetry always awes me dear friend. God bless....

Susan Ashley Date: 4/6/2019 6:59:00 PM Such wistfully romantic poetry, dear Robert. Beautifully expressive of a wild and whimsical youth. Your stunning poem captivates with its embracing emotions and passionate imagery. A lovely gem! Warmest wishes to you always, my wonderful friend.. ~Susan Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 4/7/2019 9:18:00 AM Thank you my friend. Your very kind and sincere comments on my works, I do so cherish. A bright and joyful day to see you back posting here!

Robert L. Hinshaw Date: 4/4/2019 11:09:00 AM Another masterpiece from the Master of Verse. Splendid, Robert! Glad you enjoyed the Mountain Echo write. Best to you as you continue your poetical journey - Bob H Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 4/7/2019 9:15:00 AM Thank you my friend. I always enjoy your poetry, and only wish that I had more time to read more poetry here.

Lawrence Sharp Date: 4/4/2019 10:40:00 AM The follies of youth expressed with great depth, my friend, a very fine poem. Login to Reply Robert Lindley Date: 4/7/2019 9:14:00 AM Thank you my friend. Sad truth is, there was much folly in my wild youth and its adventure seeking escapades.