Quiver

Once when I was young
      and quite obsessed
with a handsome boy whose heart
      I wished that I possessed,
I caught that young man
      unexpectedly
(his eyes mysterious and dark)
       staring straight at me!

Oh, how very beautiful
       he was.
I'm sure that in that moment
      I must have blushed because
seeing him, I wished for
      just a sliver
of his heart! Just his long gaze
      could make me quiver!

Magic happened each time
      I met his gaze.
He'd leave my workplace; I'd be left
      in a happy daze!
Day after day that boy
       would appear.
My heart would always quicken
      when he was near.

Finally he asked me
       for a date!
Perfect kisses through the night -
       such a blissful fate.
How wonderfully did
        that boy deliver
all that I could ever want
       to make me quiver!

Sept. 29, 2021 Theme #6 
For ''Q'' Contest, New Only Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Kauffman Avatar
October 11, 2021 at 1:50 PM
Deliciously romantic "quiver" and anticipation Andrea! Positively delightful write. Congrations!
Peranteau Avatar
October 8, 2021 at 2:23 AM
titillating write dear poet...but, somehow, i can only see you in an habit Andrea! *winks....just teas'n hon...you have a spectrum of thoughts...appreciated by me that's for sure...have a great weekend Andrea....much love, james
Gauthier Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 12:05 PM
Delightful poem, Andrea~ congrats on your top win
Dietrich Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 4:31 PM
what top win? Hahaha
La France Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 9:27 AM
Andrea, congratulations on your win in my "P" contest with this wonderful poem, well done ~ love and serenity _Constance
Ray Choudhury Avatar
October 1, 2021 at 12:01 PM
So romantic, Andrea! Your portrayal of relationships are so tender and delightful. A great entry for the theme. Love and BW ~ Mala
Mcintosh Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 2:41 PM
Wonderful writing... I love it. Quivering with delight :) God bless you always, sweet and kind friend. Love, Gina
Y. Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 1:50 PM
WoW! Andrea, We chose the same word! You did just justice to the word. I found this poem to be very romantic. Congrats in advance. Have a wonderful day and weekend, my friend:-) Alexis
Leffanta Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 11:53 AM
A well-crafted piece! Enjoyed!
Proxenos Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 10:08 AM
We had next door neighbors in Zambia who were Scots, their eldest son and I both 16, madly in love - they were planning to immigrate to Scotland, but Peter would not leave, unless he married me. Our parents, both mine and his, explained this just could not be done, I was in my GCE O level year and then going to Rhodesia to do my A levels. We were both heart broken, puppy love, one thinks they will die but we both survived. Love your poem Andrea. Blessings,hugs, Jenn.
Alex Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 9:32 AM
Indeed, a wonderful experience, which I think, in our culture it's taboo for a girl to be so. You're lucky. It's a very beautiful poem full of feelings and free-flowing words and images.
Jayasankar Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 9:19 AM
Such sweet memories dear Ria... "I wished for just a sliver of his heart.. "... beautiful... I chose 'Quandary'... and I struggled a little to write... Best wishes and hugs... ~ Ani
Cunningham Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 8:35 AM
Happy memories of your youth Andrea. Tom
Skelly Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 7:21 AM
I went with a quiver of arrows, turned out disappointing.. I like your piece for the competition...Delice
Daniel Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 1:13 AM
I chose the same word too, Andrea, you write beautifully of love and related experiences:)
Ball Avatar
September 29, 2021 at 2:18 PM
It's fun to remember old flames and how exciting it was when young. However these memories always make me remember an old saying, "Camp fires in the forest burn brightly and then burn out but hearth fires last longer and are much warmer." Well done Andrea. God Bless, JB
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