That touch of lips
never having a chance,
the intimacy of arm in arm
missing its first dance,
the quiet talking
late into the night
while the moon
provided its light,
those moments imagined
when bodies were one
giving depth of love
until evening was done,
Reality is strong and
you are but a vision,
I am just a dreamer
with my heart, imprisoned
Lauren Scott © 2015
Baydreamer 
Ah, but dreams are a wonderful part of life.
They sure are, Ian! Have a wonderful weekend!
This is so good!
Thanks very much, Rodrick!
This will resonate with many, I have no doubt. Beautifully written.
Thanks so much, Jean, and I think so, too, even though it’s sad only being able to dream and not see it become reality.
Maybe a memory or maybe a yearning of desire, either way, beautifully written.
True, Ian; it can be either. Thanks so much and enjoy your weekend!
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Enjoy this lovely poem from Lauren at lscotthoughts. Why not hop over to her blog and read more of her beautiful poetry!
Oh, thank you so much, Michelle, for sharing this! I really appreciate it and am glad you enjoyed this poem. I’m going to “hop” on over to your blog now. 🙂 ♥
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Memories of youth and intimate moments. Beautiful writing.
Thanks so much, Kim. We either look back and recall memories or we continue to yearn for something that could never be…
Omg, Lauren. This one, as many of your poems, sent a surge up my spine. Love it!
Aww, thanks so much, Scott. Your words are always so encouraging!
I’m loving your poems!
Thanks very much, C.S.! That’s so nice to hear!
Wow! Such a wonderful little voyage I’m being taken on as a reader. Ending is the icing on the cake “with my heart, imprisoned.” Pleasure to read 🙂
Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed this voyage and I appreciate your visit! 🙂
I related! You must have been reading my mind.
I must have 🙂 but it’s a little sad so I’m sorry you can relate. Then again, I’m sure most can as a longing for love is pretty universal…thanks for stopping by, Teri, and I hope you have a good weekend!
Funny how words just resonate with some people. You have such a wonderful way with words.
Have a great weekend also
They sure do and thank you, Teri! I really appreciate that!
As the poet said, hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly…
Ahh, what a lovely quote, Raj, and you can be reassured that this is fiction in current time. 🙂
Oh, Lauren, so lovely, and you KNOW I understand …
“the quiet talking
late into the night
while the moon
provided its light,”
And the last two lines – well, say no more. So lovely. I am tearful but grateful to be so. XO ❤
Thanks so much, Diane, for your lovely comment and also for inspiring me. I feel like maybe I can walk around that block wall now. 🙂 And you almost made me tearful from reading your words…many hugs, my friend ♥
I want the moon too, but not in quite the same way!
Keep reaching, Binky! You might just get it! 🙂
Oh just gorgeous Lauren! I know that many will relate to these beautiful words. In fact, looking way back over the years, I think I relate too. 😊❤️ Xxx
Thanks, Chris, and I think this is pretty relatable although that’s not so good since it’s sad, too. But that’s all a part of traveling the road to finding true love. 🙂 Have a good weekend! ♥ xo
Lovely poem, Lauren! 🙂 ❤
Thanks, Iris! ♥ Hope you’re having a good weekend!
Weekend started out great, but unfortunately got ill last night 😦 Doing somewhat better already though ^^ Hope your weekend is better! 😉 ♥
Omg, well, I hope you continue to feel better and just take care…mine is relaxing, which is nice. 🙂 ♥
Thank you ♡
Amazing poem Lauren! Hugs!
Thanks so much, my friend, and hugs back! 🙂
Lauren, such a gentle grace you have about your words. This was exceptional.
Thanks very much, Don. Your kind words are greatly appreciated!
Beautifully written.
Thanks Stefan! Have a wonderful Monday!