It's not always
Candlelit dinners,
Red roses,
Dresses and suits...
Sometimes
It's him pressing his leg against mine
Underneath the table.
It's making homemade peach cobbler
Or curled up in bed with a book
It's late night trips to no where,
Just to drive and listen to music
It's a tent and a campfire
In the backyard
It's those "just because" moments
That keep the romance alive.
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Can't agree more
Well executed and said !
Can't say it better myself.
Thank you for sharing.
Thank you...
very much, Rula!! Your kind words are much appreciated!
I followed...
along and was congratulating you for such a fine example of writing a love poem WITHOUT using the word "love" when low and behold; in the very last line; appears the very word not supposed to be there! Ahhhhhhhhh! ~ Geez.
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OH NO!
I didn't even notice I did that!! Thank you for catching that!
Hello K
A nice easy read, very pleasant. Alex.
Yes - The just because moments
Keep the fire burning in a relationship. Those late night drives together to nowhere just to listen to music or just to view the stars together are also excellent kindle burning moments. Thank you for this fine romantic poem with its various examples of unspoken love imagery. I enjoyed reading it very much. PS - I like your poem’s title.