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Until the Night

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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There were times,

when she wondered -

if it had all been a dream.

That day he went away,

she had stood just looking,

as the tears flowed,

the car becoming smaller

and then she was alone.

They had had the kind of love,

that some only dream of,

together through thick and thin.

Their best nights,

the ones they spent alone,

romantic and dreamy.

Idyllic mornings,

with lingering thoughts,

of the love they had shared.

No signs of a storm,

nothing but clear skies.

The time she spent away from him,

made her daydream,

of the night,

when they would meet again,

then he was there

and everything was alright.

Kisses and I love you,

quiet dinners,

by candlelight.

Then he’d changed,

silences stretched into eternity,

nothing to be said,

no smiles, no tender words.

Then the day he’d said,

he had some thinking to do,

something about all their tomorrows -

something about remembered sorrows.

She ached in silence,

for a whole week long,

then came the letter -

You were my morning,

you were my night,

nothing mattered till we were together again,

left all my yesterdays behind,

still loving you forever,

till the night -

when we meet again my love.

© 2019 Gypsy Rose Lee

Comments

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on April 03, 2019:

You're welcome, Michael. For me, there was only one such love...

DREAM ON on March 29, 2019:

Reaching out. Loneliness is part of life. We don't know what tomorrow will bring.Think of the time before you met your husband. You never knew there was such a man. You took a chance on love. Something special always. It will never be replaced. It can not be erased. Life gives us new loves to experience love differently. All are so beautiful. Thank you for sharing and caring.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on March 08, 2019:

Thank you Ehilenbalu.

You're welcome, Paula.

Thank you, Shannon. Roses are a wonderful subject for painting.

Shannon Henry from Texas on March 06, 2019:

I read this yesterday and almost forgot to come back and comment. The picture you used at the beginning caught my eye and I got distracted showing it to my daughter. She's been into painting roses lately. She's becoming quite good at it, too. She was in the middle of such a painting when I saw that photo. But anyway, I'm back. Your poetry is so beautiful and expressive, as always. I read it again today.

Suzie from Carson City on March 05, 2019:

GRL.....Your poetry always leaves me feeling warm and serene. Your powerful expressions about love are uplifting and assuring. Thank you for guiding my heart to remembering when I was most blessed. Paula

Ehilenbalu David Uduebor from Baton Rouge on March 05, 2019:

Wow! Beautiful piece but heartbreaking... Nice write up

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on March 05, 2019:

You're welcome Charity

And that is why I go on alone Bill. The lonely nights filled with memories.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on March 05, 2019:

*If Bev were to die before me, Heaven forbid, there would be no other in my lifetime. When you experience the best that love has to give, why settle for second best? :) Just my thoughts.

charity mtisi from Johannesburg on March 05, 2019:

such a poignant poem.

Thank you