Smitten

Smitten


Hopes and fears
Clutched tightly to the chest
Impossible to share
Unless absolutely pressed
 
Glimmers of hope
Sprouting from roots of dreams
Close to the surface
Bursting at the seams
 
Love, the intrepid journey
to an unknown destination
Excitement thrilling
and willing, the captivation
 
Dizzy and giddy
Stars in the eyes
Love is the only answer
The ultimate prize
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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  14 comments for “Smitten

  1. February 20, 2019 at 11:31 pm

    Oh.. I do remember when…. back then….. She was that I had ever seen

    • Christine Bolton
      February 21, 2019 at 7:47 am

      Dear Ivor, I don’t think we are ever too old to be smitten 💕 Hope you are doing well my friend.

  2. February 21, 2019 at 2:12 am

    A lovely poem.

    • Christine Bolton
      February 21, 2019 at 7:48 am

      Thank you Sadje! 🙂

      • February 21, 2019 at 9:13 am

        You’re welcome, Christine!

  3. February 21, 2019 at 7:21 am

    the early days of romance tenderly written with such sweet words

    • Christine Bolton
      February 21, 2019 at 7:42 am

      Thanks Gina 🙂💕

  4. February 21, 2019 at 11:19 am

    Aww, I love this!

    • Christine Bolton
      February 21, 2019 at 2:46 pm

      Thanks so much

      • February 22, 2019 at 9:23 am

        My pleasure!

    • Christine Bolton
      February 21, 2019 at 2:46 pm

      🙂❤️

      • February 22, 2019 at 9:23 am

        🙂

  5. February 22, 2019 at 3:01 am

    Sigh, the ultimate prize …

    • Christine Bolton
      February 22, 2019 at 8:56 am

      🙂♥️

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