Long Ago

Long ago I was given a medallion, a gift from a beautiful women
when she gave it she said "remember"
Whenever I look at it, I remember
The night, the music, the snow falling outside, the frosted windows
This medallion has a flower engraved on it, with the word love

When I look at the medallion a song plays in my head
a beautiful piece of music called Europa, it haunts me still
A night when love was held like a beautiful painting
by two souls lost seeking fire with hearts of caged emotion
where a timeless sense of forever was burned 
into the fabric of our wants and needs

I can still smell her perfume, still, feel the smoothness of silk
still see the candles flickering she lit before playing Europa

On a small table, the empty wine glasses reflected the candlelight
in a glimmering glow
She led me into an unknown world with a smile
where every sense was opened and spilled

Of all the memories I hold close, none as tight as this one
The night I was taught romantic theater
by a beautiful woman and her music

3/14/21 contest I Remember
sponsor Malabika Ray Choudhury
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Lindley Avatar
March 18, 2021 at 12:14 PM
A brilliant romanticism in free verse my friend. This is golden on golden- " On a small table, the empty wine glasses reflected the candlelight in a glimmering glow She led me into an unknown world with a smile where every sense was opened and spilled Of all the memories I hold close, none as tight as this one The night I was taught romantic theater by a beautiful woman and her music" A fav.. God bless..
Ray Choudhury Avatar
March 17, 2021 at 4:25 PM
Congratulations, Frederic, on your win. Beautiful poem ~ Mala
Hamilton Avatar
March 15, 2021 at 8:45 AM
Yes indeed lovely memories, wine, beauty, and song what more can you ask for? I would love to see your entry for my new contest Frederic, right in your wheelhouse!
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