Chris Green Poet Free verse

I Didn'T Know

I didn’t know  


I didn’t know your touch

Weary days of overcast thoughts
fill the hours with empty longings
Collections of petals for counting
she loves me, she loves me not
Wandering the world,
taking each day as it comes
Blinded by destinations,
desolate highways of dotted line futures

I didn’t know your smile

When eyes opened,
drenched in fate’s promises
Marigold fields whispered
on calling breezes
Shifting sunlight shadows
leading a desperate direction,
tempting my senses,
pulling me towards my every dream

I didn’t know your love

But it was there,
lingering on the horizon, 
forming ripples in my heart,
caressing my skin
A constant feather tickling,
bringing happiness to a questioning man,
wondering if I should believe,
would it ever come

I only knew that I needed you 

Then when you arrived
the truth became clear
As if I knew you all along,
the mirror of my existence,
that piece of me that was missing
I didn’t know your touch, your smile or your love,
I only knew that I needed you
and now I know I was right

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Freddie Robinson Jr. February 6, 2017 at 5:42 PM Elegant and romantic, Chris. Another gem for your collection of rich poetry. Love and peace, bro. Chris Green February 7, 2017 at 8:23 AM Thanks so very much my friend.

Winged Warrior February 6, 2017 at 3:19 PM Excellent verse Chris...how many pedals on the floor I wonder?...all we need is love...and sometimes pedals lol...god bless...^WW^ Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 4:18 PM I lost count a while ago. :) Thanks so much for your nice comment WW.

Tim Smith February 6, 2017 at 1:38 PM Very beautiful...longing for a delicate flower to compliment you. Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 1:44 PM Thanks so very much Tim. Not easy for an old scrub brush like me. :)

Charmaine Chircop February 6, 2017 at 1:21 PM This beauty gives an endearing feeling of longing..I love The Love me /Love me not flower..In my teens I used to cheat whilst plucking petals..until Ill always.have one answer'He loves .me '.I wonder if we all did that :)..Lovely poem indeed. Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 1:42 PM I think we all did that, poor flowers. :) Thanks so very much my sweet friend for always being so kind to me.

Gary Smith February 6, 2017 at 1:00 PM A wonderful piece of work Chris :) Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 1:12 PM Thanks so very much Gary.

Nette Onclaud February 6, 2017 at 12:51 PM ohh, this remarkable work makes me swoon, and it's not valentine's yet, chris... wow!..huggs Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 1:12 PM Thank you so very much Nette. I appreciate your kindness my friend.

Darren White February 6, 2017 at 11:24 AM As if I knew you all along, the mirror of my existence, that piece of me that was missing.... //... How you manage to every time describe my every emotion? Bring tears to my eyes? Favourite. Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 11:32 AM Thanks Darren, I believe love carries the same emotions and thoughts to many of us. Happy you could relate to this one.

Heidi Sands February 6, 2017 at 11:18 AM 2nd Bravo! Excellent Chris. So well written - your expression of finding what you longed for :) Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 11:32 AM Thank you Heidi, two bravos in the same day...can't beat that. :) I appreciate you my friend.

John Hamilton February 6, 2017 at 11:03 AM Bravo! Standing ovation, for this masterpiece of longing for and finding love! As you've said to me, no better theme to write about, and it's true. Great Job Chris a7 Chris Green February 6, 2017 at 11:31 AM Thanks so much John. I appreciate the bravo and the standing O. I am thrilled you liked this one. Yep, love is definitely an inspirational theme that always gets the ink flowing. :)