☆°▪︎ WHEN DREAMS COULD TRUST ▪︎°☆

Back

when

.

w

e

.

danced

among 

.

t

h

e

.

young,

romance

.

w

o

u

l

d

.

blossom

beneath

.

t

h

e

.

sun,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

linger

.

l

o

n

g

.

after

.

t

h

e

.

days

.

w

e

r

e

.

done . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it

.

w

o

u

l

d

.

linger

.

l

o

n

g

.

after

.

t

h

e

.

days

.

w

e

r

e

.

done . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it

.

w

a

s

.

easy 

.

t

o

.

become

absorbed

.

b

y

.

the

frolic

.

a

n

d

.

fun . . .

.

.

.

 ~ easy

.

f

o

r

.

two

.

t

o

.

merge

.

i

n

t

o

.

one,

pledging

mutual

devotion

.

t

o

.

each

other’s

someone . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

those

were

.

t

h

e

.

days,

when

dreams

.

c

o

u

l

d

.

trust . . .

.

.

.

 ~ those

were

.

t

h

e

.

days,

when

we

.

f

e

l

l

.

in

love

.

w

i

t

h

.

love.

Reflection: This was a romantic-themed poem that I wrote back in February of 2015 where the contemplator looks back on a time when the barriers to love and romance were low and easy to navigate. A brief, subtle, but powerful romantic experience is encountered but only weakly secured – leaving the reader to wonder whether such experience might lead to something more powerful and substantial in the future. I’ve had several experiences like this in my life as I’m sure many others have.