Open Poetry #17 |
Dinner Date |
Son Netier Member
since 2001-12-11
Posts 116The Garden State |
Thoughts of you sleeping linger through my day, I ached to leave to go to work away from you, Comfort only by you’re going to stay. Stay the night or at least day or two, You promised to cook for me a dinner some night, Not something that you often get to do. My day was too long reaching to twilight, To come through the door to your warm and sweet greeting Filling my soul with that special delight. A dinner that waited there for eating, Chinese and candles with soft music for a mood, Romance for the heart love strongly beating. I had seen the boxes that had brought us the food, But silently softly I just through them away. Bill |
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Miss Behavin' Member
since 1999-06-16
Posts 84 |
Um... Did I forget to tell you that I don't cook?... |
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Son Netier Member
since 2001-12-11
Posts 116The Garden State |
Miss Behavin’ Cooking is really quite simple, but more important is the sharing of the meal, not the preparing of the meal. Bill |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
this is soft and romantic, enjoyed the read. Kathleen (Kay) |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Oh Son, your words are always so delightedly romantic, how beautiful it would be to share a candlelight dinner with the love of your life! (sigh) I dream of a day like that for me. (big hugggssssss) Sooooooooo beautiful, sweet friend! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Son, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Son Netier Member
since 2001-12-11
Posts 116The Garden State |
Kay, There aren’t enough soft romantic moments in life, I try to take them where I can. Noah, Keep dreaming, my friend, I’m sure one as sweet and giving as you will find it, and then hold on, but not too tight Bill |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*giggling wickedly* they say that to share a kitchen is one of the most romantic things we can do....I love to cook...there is such pleasure in pleasing the senses of the one you love. This poem is intimate and I love it. Carry on....your words are wonderful to read and I am sure she loves them too. **hugs** Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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