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Tuesday, February 14, 2017

My First Love

My first love
was music,
comforting, exciting
and mysterious.

As I grew,
I put myself into
the lyrics of the song,
as though they were
a script for my heart
to follow.

Years lumbered by
and as I fell into
what resembled love,
I would hear the music,
look at the women,
and knew
they were disconnected.

Then I met Anita,
and all the songs
were new.

I couldn’t sing them
anymore
without my voice
cracking
with joyful tears.

She was the one
to make all the lyrics
true for me,

all the melodies
poetry for me,

and because of her
true love,
she was able
to improve upon
my first love.

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23 comments:

  1. Awww... that is romantic, much!

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  2. I am so damn giddy over this. I love you two!!! :)

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  3. Very sweet record of First Love
    Happy St Valentine's Day. Thanks for dropping by to read mine

    much love...

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  4. Amen to that, brother.

    These lines struck me as especially true of the way music effects the mind:

    I put myself into
    the lyrics of the song,
    as though they were
    my script to follow

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  5. Oh this is soo very romantic!!❤️💙

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  6. I love how you tied this to the lyrics itself... maybe words needs a breath to come alive.

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  7. I may be missing it, but have you linked back to dVerse? Either in a tag or a comment at the end of your poem with a direct link to http://dversepoets.com That way your readers may find the dVerse prompts as enjoyable as you do....and you'll have more readers as well!
    Enjoyed this!

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  8. A beautiful love story. Thank you

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  9. Glad to hear the love for Anita improved the first love for music. It should, I suspect.

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  10. The songs are always new and heartfelt with the right person ~ Love this one Mosk ~ Happy hearts day ~

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  11. Wonderful love poem! Music and love enhance each other. My favourite lines:

    'As I grew,
    I put myself into
    the lyrics of the song,
    as though they were
    a script for my heart
    to follow.'

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  12. We never know where the doors will take us -- music leads to heart and heart to art, the musical heart of this poem. Amen for the dance.

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  13. Oh my goodness, I love this, I get this. And then I met Anita, and all the songs were new! Nothing truer. Wonderful!

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  14. Delightful song of love...heart dancing stuff.

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  15. Wow! Real love spills over into everything! Bravo.

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  16. Music outlined what love was supposed to look like for me too. I am glad you found her!

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  17. "and all the songs were new."

    This is it, really, isn't it? The whole world just changes.
    Beautiful.

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  18. Music and love. What could be better? Such a lovely poem.

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  19. Music.. It was the cupid that brought my husband and I together. Beautiful piece

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  20. When that special one turns up (Anita in this case) you know it. Beautifully written.

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  21. Aww...cheers to you and your first and true loves!

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