Passing by

by Daniel J   Jan 19, 2005


A beating heart,
a flushing face,
moving closer with every pace.

brushing past,
lightly touch,
every moment matters much.

standing close,
holding hands,
now giving you a rose.

little closer,
little grin,
quickly glancing at your face.

little pause,
quickly kiss,
with much passion therein.

moving back,
going slow,
i really do love you so.

standing here,
looking hard,
simply cannot bear to part.

letting go,
moving slow,
our hands becoming free.

moving on,
backwards glance,
yearning for a love that could never really be.

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Don't hesitate to vote, and tell me what you think.

© Daniel J 2005

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  • 17 years ago

    by Sara

    Hey....great job once again! haha....your such an amazing writer and that poem sums up how great of a writer you are.....5/5....comment back ?!

  • 17 years ago

    by Emma

    Your poem is great, its powerful. Keep up the good work.

    definate 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    Love it. You made it so the reader can really imagine it...and you can put any two people in there...relating it to your own life and such....lovely job.

    You asked:
    "Is the 'she' in the poem yourself? I've seen many of your poems are about beauty, and envy."

    My answer: yes, and no. the "she" can be any girl, but my poems (the ones about beauty and envy) are usually about myself or how i feel...thanks for the comment...

    xxx

  • 19 years ago

    by Gracie Jo

    this was so good! i loved it. keep it up & take care!

  • 19 years ago

    by Daniel J

    Hi all.
    Please don't hesitate to grade or comment and tell me what you think of the poem.
    This is by far my favourite poem i've written, and my first one with tercets throughout.

    The meaning of the poem is simple, i'll leave that for everyone to think about. What it's about is even more simple. 2 people, in love, moving towards each other. The poem recounts how they come together, kiss and then part. You'll also note that there's no gender mentioned at all, i'll leave you to figure out why.

    The actual kiss is the culmination of the entire poem, it's in the middle line of the middle stanza.

    the last line is somewhat of a mystery: why couldn't their love last?

    In truth, the last line reflects my own life, as do most of my last lines or stanzas, so that's personal.

    Thanks for taking the time to read the poem, and this entry.