Weak Spots Vi
When that moment of union
Lifts the room and all souls inside,
They light up like jewels,
And some—few—glow in sad thought
A warm greeting,
But somehow knowing they hide pain
An outreach—an effort to console
Followed by the release of confession
A fervent blush on the cheeks,
Droplets welled up in the eyes
holding in all the love
They try desperately to hide
The feeling right before that rain—
The knowing that it must be so,
A certainty of deep love and affection
Tasted on the brink of hot tears
2.6.20
Note: This one may be less romantic to some, but I believe that sorrow is probably one of the more romantic emotions. This poem is about witnessing unrequited love in a room full of happy people cheering on a union.
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