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Poetry

This is poetry about normal, ordinary life. Some of it will rhyme. Some of it won't. But I sincerely hope that anyone who stumbles across this will enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them.

THE PROMISE OF A FIRST GLANCE

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by GwenBristol

by GwenBristol

for my sweetheart... :)

THE PROMISE OF A FIRST GLANCE

I wait between the space of breath and thought

for sense to rise like the tide on an evening sea,

for the golden fish of magic these waves caught,

for the luminescent joy of eternity.

And hope reflects like moonbeams on those tides,

something deeper is measured in one quiet gaze.

There's laughter promised, and deepest bliss decides

to measure moments in the breadth of a thousand days.