An encounter.. sketched by chance,
a crowded room, one long glance.
Infatuated- a sedated trance.
We knew then that
we would fall in Love.
Stolen kisses, savoured embraces,
just us in a crowd of invisible faces.
War? Politics? Distant places!
You see… nothing really matters,
to prisoners of Love!
Long days, longer nights.
Silly arguments, pointless fights!
Make Love to me…no lights…
two bodies entwined in perfect geometry,
consumed by the flames of… Love.
A steady hand to hold,
every single secret told…
Fears…dreams… our essence unfold.
You become me… I am you,
as we immerse ourselves in Love…
Minutes, hours…fade into days,
life forces us seperate ways-
similar roles…completely different plays!
Once or twice we may remember
that we were once in Love.
Time, distance play their parts.
Wave goodbye….Love departs!
No tears? Promise! No broken hearts!
Just a sweet distant memory that
we used to be in love.
Curled up in other people’s sheets,
preocupied with individual triumphs…defeats.
Maybe one day we’ll pass each other in the streets
….smile and remember
how beautifully we loved
Amanie Mathurin
December 2012.
Concious Dreams 
My goodness.. You write so beautifully. Reminds me of a time I too fell in love.. ha.. Would love to see more from you!
Thank you…Glad you liked… will be posting more soon 🙂
It really stirs my spirit to listen to the lyrical meanderings of a fellow writer’s words
Keep writing 🙂
I will always keep writing…. its like…breathing… I sometimes write up poetry in my head without even noticing it 🙂