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What Then?
…and if I met you at our corner,
standing in front of the theater
on the rainiest day of Spring,
what then?
would you remember how
you loved me
hand in hand, eyes locked
once upon a silver screen?
and if I told you that I’ve loved you
since then; heart exposed
naked and shivering
while raindrops raised cold chills
upon my skin;
what then?
would you offer your love at last
…or just your umbrella?
standing in front of the theater
on the rainiest day of Spring,
what then?
would you remember how
you loved me
hand in hand, eyes locked
once upon a silver screen?
and if I told you that I’ve loved you
since then; heart exposed
naked and shivering
while raindrops raised cold chills
upon my skin;
what then?
would you offer your love at last
…or just your umbrella?
Published 6th Dec 2024
Author's Note
Another NaPo re-work.
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6th Dec 2024 2:32am
6th Dec 2024 3:21am
Wow.. can I collaborate with your thoughts ? This is romantic and exciting.
6th Dec 2024 5:57am
I love the bittersweet feeling this poem gives off. It's tender, impatient and affectionate. Refreshing, I'd say. Thanks for sharing.
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- Edited 8th Jan 2025 8:45am
6th Dec 2024 10:05pm
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7th Dec 2024 8:32pm
10th Dec 2024 2:49am
27th Dec 2024 7:59am
Like the intriguing note of the concluding lines which beg the desired man to choose:
heart exposed
naked and shivering
while raindrops raised cold chills
upon my skin;
what then?
would you offer your love at last
…or just your umbrella?
heart exposed
naked and shivering
while raindrops raised cold chills
upon my skin;
what then?
would you offer your love at last
…or just your umbrella?
