Of Cable Cars and Gardenias

Of Cable Cars and Gardenias



      A magician, I seek and will highly pay!
      Who can rewrite history,and bring
      this poetess back to her love!
      She recalls with joy and tears,
      Her bewitching lover's eyes as they rode 
      In a majestic Cable Car. 


      With that delicious fog that brought God's 
      blessing on innocent lips.
      Moonlit kisses softly on a starlit hill.
      No kiss ever matched such power and 
      overcoming gentleness!


      Her long, gleaming dark,Cleopatra tresses.
      His gift of a dewed gardenia~ in her fog blessed 
      hair.
      Which scented her to him forever for future days.
      That now is a passion sonata of him and bygone days.

      Vague traces of her love for him are constantly
      Running through her body daily.
      Those gusty gardenia winds of youth and life's 
      tenderness.
      She recalls with royal, on-going reverence!

       His name, unspoken, silent as the furthest star.
       She has his heart's love token!
       With great spirit and gusto, they danced, laughed 
       and loved.
       And will one day ride a golden cable car with multi 
       colored ribbons,  to the heavens above!




                        11-23-2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Cunningham Avatar
November 24, 2020 at 12:41 AM
Wouldn't it be great if you could do that, go back to happy moments in your life. Tom
Romios Avatar
November 24, 2020 at 12:59 AM
NOT REALLY. THESE MEMOIRS ARE SO REAL, I CAN FEEL, TOUCH AND HEAR THEM. BESIDES, I WAS YOUNGER. AM THINKING OF A NEW IPad. PS SIGE IS CRAZY ON AN OLD IPAD)) here you are..,A jpeg in my comment box...,TOOK ME 4 times to post a Poem today! The iPad shuts off. PS I AM HAPPY WITH MY TODAYS and LIVED THE LIFE, I CHOSE. NON REGRETTE, PANGIEXX
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