For Jenny

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A love poem
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I’ve thought then that this life
had lost its magic.
I find each moment, dull and uninspiring.
I’ve lost my youth
Somewhere in my despairs…
And my old quivering hand
Won’t lift my rusted pen…

And yet you came.
And your thoughts come
like some refreshing drops of rain…
In the sunset of my life
I found you like the dawn
breaking into a new day…

Your love had bring back
the magic of this life.
I know I can never
Bring back the agility of my youth
Nor I can stop the twilight
From setting off the night…

But let me lift my rusted pen
For just one more time…
To write this longing
Of making love to you
And feel your warnth
Cascading all over me.
Let my rusted pen caress
The nook and corners
Of your supple body
My fingers ached to touch…
For one more time,
Let my rusted pen compose
My love poem…
And this one is for you Jenny,
After you there will be
No other poem for me,
Your love will be
My one last poem
For you are my one last love.
I LOVE YOU…

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OmnirayOmnirayabout 1 month agoAuthor

Thanks for the nice comment. It inspires me to post my poems here. Thanks again.

Satyr61Satyr61about 1 month ago

WOW!! Incredibly heart warming. Really well written.

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