A Forgotten Love
He wraps his arms around me, holding me safe.
The world escapes in a blur, and it’s just him and me.
History shared between us, holds fast to secrets alluring in nature.
Bonded by fate, falling slowly, mercilessly into love.
Chills shiver down my back, a product of excitement, fear and longing.
He whispers gently to me, his melodic voice full of promise, full of hope.
Of commitment in sickness and health, a long life together.
Of a family with children, our own fairy tale ending.
He turns toward me and lays his head carefully against mine.
The swirl of our scents mixed together like that of paint.
We take each other in and look into the depths of our souls.
He is a perfect match, this shadow of a man.
The sun rises and blinds my lidded eyes.
I awaken, did I dream last night?
All I can recall was that of a silhouette man.
A forgotten love.
Copyright Corbie Sinclair 2010
Corbie Sinclairs Blog 
I have dreams of Silhouettes that muse poetry too. nice one.
Yes, amazing how dreams pull out our creative side.
Some dreams you’d swear they were real…nice one.
Yes they indeed feel real. That’s the beauty of dreams. Thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment.
This is really well written. I love the imagery. I’m really, really gobsmacked this week by everyone. Love and Light, Sender
Thank you very much for your kind comment. I have yet to look at anyones. I worked tonight and I’m opening tomorrow so I won’t be able to get to it until tomorrow night. Can’t wait to read yours this week.
“All I can recall was … a silhouette man”: This is a strong line; it truly turns the poem.
Thank you very much. It is the definite ending to the piece.
So beautiful, so unexpectedly sad at the end. I thought it would be a faerietale but no, just a shadow, one more love story, perhaps a first love that just dissolved as the writer matured and found herself a completely different woman than her girlhood self. Beautifully written.
Thank you. Gay
Thank you very much. Very insightful Gay, but alas there was no first loves for the writer, just mere crushes. A great idea though. I didn’t think about that when I was writing.
ah but maybe it is a dream that will come true in more than shadows…at least that is my hope after the slight turn toward sadness in the end…nice one shot!
Perhaps and one could hope. That was the intention of the poem. Also great insight Brian. Thank you for stopping by.
Almost a film noir feel to this. I like it.
Thank you very much and thanks for dropping by.
scented, beautiful and too tender, classy corbie! a real masterpiece flowing with love and will be remembered for ages..:) beautiful one shot!
Thank you so much for your kind words. I have much to learn from you all and I am a ways from being at your level. Il get there someday though.
Silhouettes of people in dreams—so poetic. True to trying to recall a dream, which you sketch with words. Perfect title for a great One Shot!
Thank you very much. I find it’s easier to start with the title and then work your way through the poem. Thank you for stopping by and for your kind words.
Very beautiful. The longing, the depth of feelings..
ode to un-puntuated verses
Thank you very much.
Loved this because it reminded me of the way I feel about my man. Except when I wake up, he is there right next to me 🙂
Aww well I’m glad you have your man right next to you. 🙂
A silhouette man — and a silhouette love. Beautiful.
Thank you very much. Thanks for stopping by and leaving such a nice comment Glynn.
silhouette man — loved it.. as well as the dream too 🙂
wonderful lines
Thank you very much and thanks for stopping by.
Mmmm a dreamy silhouette man …
This puts dreams into visual words.
Glad you put this against the light for One Shot
Full moon’s dreamin and lovin
Thank you very much for your kind words and for stopping by.
lovely piece,
beautiful sentiments…
10q for sharing
Thank you so much for stopping by. Thank you also for your kind words.
safety, excitement, longing – all in this one piece – how beautiful
my fav line is..the swirl of our scents mixing together like that of paint…just wow!
Thank you very much Claudia. I kind of like that line myself. Thank you for your kind words and stopping in.
So he was just a silhouette, like two-dimentional? Does that mean he was shallow? (LOL)
Nice One Stop, Corbie!
Lol well that’s an interpretation. No more like non existent, no representation. Onus only existed in a dream.
the level of poetry i have read so far…and it continues..this is such a wonderful flowing verse..excellent share..pete
This is a really great piece, sentimental yet earthy and passionate; great writing!
I love this poem. It shows a lot of maturity and a fine pen! Congrats!
This poem moved me to tears and I absolutely love it. It is truly an insight into the soul of a young lady hoping her dream will really come true someday.
Thank you for the awesome words also – they have been with me all day.
Great job!
A poignant, beautiful poem with a twinge of sadness…really well written. I see I have some catching up to do, how could I have missed this gem?
This one is great also. Richard5190@comcast.net. Please share
One of my personal favorites, thank you.