Submitted love poem


AS IF I WASNíT THERE

A poem about the effect a complete stranger can have on you whilst at the same time you dont even appear on their radar.


A green eyed goddess

Pretty as a picture

With ringlets of flaming red

Cascading on to her ivory skin

Her peaches and cream complexion

Fresh as an English rose

With skin pale as porcelain

Yet passion blooms upon her cheek

Aglow with an apples blush

And as she approaches

A cloud enveloped me

Like exotically fragranced orchids

Leaving me heady and breathless

Then she just passed me by

As if I wasn’t there

Leaving me wretched in her wake

© Paul Curtis