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The night I feel in love

We might disagree in so many things, but one thing we will always see eye to eye on is the fact that sometimes our day ends with something new. The night I fell in love was one that ended in such manner. As I remember the day today, I reflect on how love touched me one time and still lasts till today. I remember the emotion, the first feeling and subsequent ones. A lot have changed since then: My friends, my habits, my home even my career. One thing that has not changed over the years is the love that touched me that very night…………………

I could write 500 words and still would not express the journey of my love as well as beautifully crafted words would. So sit down and absorb the sentences one at a time in the poem I titled “The night I fell in love”

I saw her before she saw me
the night I fell in love
" angels dwell on earth "
words of my mother
I never believed it
the night I saw you
I did

One thing I remember :
dropped was my jaw
that's when you saw me
the moment I fell in love

you smiled at me
reflection of moon on your teeth
like butterfly on petals
The earth stood still.
Why you smiled
I couldn't tell
maybe that's what angels do
whatever it was,
was the code that unlocked my heart
I'll make you an idol
Idol in my household
why not?
The night I fell in love......

Today I look at you
still the angel I met
we have rode on the wings of time together
oceans we have crossed
we have fought
we have quarreled
my "laughs", my "crys"
you have shared with me

Tonight
I'll take my son
we'll trace the path
the path that led me to you
who knows!
I might find an angel waiting for him
I'll make it tonight
to mark the night I fell in love

Gbenga copyright 2009

Comments

  1. This is beautiful, i'll get my hubby to read it to me on my wedding day, lol!!!

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  2. Hey Guy's, i just realized i didn't mention this poem was written by one of you, to his wife.....obviously :)

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