I can’t live (if living is without you)

A glimpse across a crowded room;
That moment, to be carved in history,
when two sets of eyes meet
for the first time.
A bond is borne;
an all-consuming affinity
that will have no end.
The connection is forged;
Undeniable, unavoidable, inescapable.
Driven by an energy
of which only we two are aware,
you make your way towards me.

‘I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t live, I can’t give any more.’

Hallowe’en pumpkins, ghosts and witches
fade into the background;
blotted out by a fog of our own creation
as we concentrate solely on each other.
Our eyes finally lock.
Mesmerized. Captivated. Lost in the depths.
The air is thin now, heady, intoxicating;
as we slowly start to dance,
touching for the first time.
Our hearts twin conspirators,
both knowing that each has found its home.
The feint strains of the Nilsson song muffled,
Drowned out by the cadence of our pulses

‘I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t live, I can’t give any more.’

thats a song right?

That's not Nilsson's. who wrote this one?

Well, you're partly right. 'I can't live' is a song written by Harry Nilsson.

The poem itself was written by me and inspired by my memories. 'I can't live' was the first song my husband and I ever danced to, so has a very special meaning to me.

aww that is so sweet. i thought i recognized it, but then i did not recognize the first paragraph, it's a beautiful thought none the less.

{{{Denny}}}Such a heartfelt write my friend.Bel en effet.