What’s This Gently Stirring in the Heart?

By PoeticMeditations

What’s this gently stirring in the heart?
Long forgotten after all these years.
From the beginning, a vital part;
Traces left behind like fallen tears.
The bright flame now a dying ember;
Passion subsided to contentment;
The mind struggling to remember;
Exhausted, it lays there quietly spent.
Long gone the euphoric, mad elation;
The loss of focus and appetite;
Gone the giddy, acute sensation;
The sense that in the world all is right.
Only boredom bred by dull routine.
Lightning, a raging fire can begin;
With parting clouds, the blue sky is seen ā€“
Falling in love all over again.


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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4 Responses to What’s This Gently Stirring in the Heart?

  1. SignedArouge says:

    Oh I love the warmth ooze of feeling in this poem! It plays coyly with the heart strings!

    ā¤ļø Arouge

  2. aqualific says:

    Lovely description! šŸ˜Š šŸ‘

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