Princess Arwen
New member
It was a year ago, today
When I first read your prose
My heart and my soul moved
And a deep flame arose
I then let you know I had noticed
with a wink and a short note,
That you had read my poetry
And how I liked your certain quote
You responded not long after
With your contact information
And as we began corresponding
You soon became my inspiration
I then asked you for five words
So I could write you a rhyme
And you provided the request
And I dedicated the time
A romantic prose I wrote
Short, sweet but so full of hopes
Which in turn you said you loved
And made comments, left two notes
As time went by and I read
more of you, you seemed so real
You became part of my day
Your soul more and more I could feel
We wrote poems for each other
Many lovely words were said
All promises I made were kept
Keeping the flame well fed
The flame became a roaring fire
Igniting my entire being
I knew how special you were
And that to you I'd be fleeing
Our story is certainly unusual
But sweet, enchanting and true
A passion rising from writing
A love that born of poetry, grew
The ending is still to be told
I still await a decision
Will this tale's end be blue?
Or will we have our completion?
Two souls entwined through time
So similar, loving and true
Could so easily become one
A beautiful world made for two
When I first read your prose
My heart and my soul moved
And a deep flame arose
I then let you know I had noticed
with a wink and a short note,
That you had read my poetry
And how I liked your certain quote
You responded not long after
With your contact information
And as we began corresponding
You soon became my inspiration
I then asked you for five words
So I could write you a rhyme
And you provided the request
And I dedicated the time
A romantic prose I wrote
Short, sweet but so full of hopes
Which in turn you said you loved
And made comments, left two notes
As time went by and I read
more of you, you seemed so real
You became part of my day
Your soul more and more I could feel
We wrote poems for each other
Many lovely words were said
All promises I made were kept
Keeping the flame well fed
The flame became a roaring fire
Igniting my entire being
I knew how special you were
And that to you I'd be fleeing
Our story is certainly unusual
But sweet, enchanting and true
A passion rising from writing
A love that born of poetry, grew
The ending is still to be told
I still await a decision
Will this tale's end be blue?
Or will we have our completion?
Two souls entwined through time
So similar, loving and true
Could so easily become one
A beautiful world made for two