You seem so very happy in the time and the place
that that picture was taken; that’s clear on your face.

My wish is the gift of your smile shinning for me,
and I long for the day I hope that’s what I’ll see.

If I knew anything to makes you smile just that way,
I would do all that I could to repeat it each day.

But if being with me does not make your smile stay,
I'll get back on my ship and sail far far away

in hopes someone special will make quick their time
in bringing you joy that will make your smile shine.

Hi Cynderella, Wow! Interesting topic, I embarked on writing a love-story 4 years ago when I thought I was in love and my then boyfriend was somehow my 'muse'. Think I'll share the first page right here.
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THE SUPERNOVA AND THE KING


Imagine...............


Twenty thousand black stallions decked in sparkling gold thundering ahead
Twenty thousand whips crackling in the air beside them......
Not a single rider dare sound his voice...
Not a single horse dare sigh...
The journey's been 29 long years
Nothing can stop them now.....
This thundering sun is commanded by a vision
The purest sight to behold...
A Queen.....
Sitting astride a brilliant white mere....
Rider an beast both decked in diamonds
All eyes focused ahead.... All hope pressing forward....
A sea of gold stretched before them in the form of identical thoroughbreds an riders, further than the eye can see......
The horsemen disappear into the now parted golden horizon..... The lone supernova, un-flinched an unmoved presses through the blinding horizon.....Towards a mass of infinite marble blackness...... Her light reflecting on the black hole of her Kings castle...She rides through the open gates...Onto the mirroring black floors. Sperenza comes to a haul an bows as a servant before a master......The Queen dismounts her with silent whisper to beast and beast alone......Head never turning.... Nose never lowering.......She glides into the sparkling Black Chamber.....Her gloved palms dampening with every silent step......His gaze penetrates her.... The diamonds on her breastplate sparkle with every beat of her now heaving heart......Four royal eyes locked in spiritual embrace..... She drops her gaze...an glides forward with closed eyes.. 1, 2, 3.."My Queen?" He whispers for her ears only..... Her gaze rises...... He smiles at her........ His smile takes her breath away........ She drops to her knee in humbled bow........
"I am here My King" she whispers back......."U sent for me?"

That's lovely Sperenza.

You should start a thread for it, maybe post a page a day for us to follow along. You know...keep em coming back for more. I'd certainly read along.

very nice I enjoyed it

Thanks pkh. Just have to let it out sometimes.

lol! thanks... My imaginary publisher is probably going nuts right about now.

Hey Kik. Quagmire fits you...the word more than the character me thinks.

I didn't know you wrote to its nice to see you hear. Look forward to more

I don't write poetry very often. I only string something together when an idea won't leave my head after a day or two.

This one's been stewing around in there for months.

Liked it

Sperenza, what you have written appears to me to be the beginning of a blank-verse narrative poem.

Lucky guy Cyndi ...

I actually wrote it for ALL OF us Kik.

I've just been thinking about how most of us are restricted to smiling profile pic of the those we grow to care about here...for a time anyway. Maybe we'll meet some and maybe they'll like us, or maybe they won't. To me it applies to friendships as well as possibilities for more.

But what a really sweet thing to say Kik.