Hey… I just thought of this poem as I was lying in bed this morning. Just a poem about love.

Love At First Sight

By Silent Invictus

The boy next door,

What’s his name?

I have never met another,

Who loved to play my game.

I wish I knew what to call him,

When we’re alone.

Or when we are playing in the snow,

Chilled to the bone.

I can never call him,

Since I don’t know his name.

I think of now,

The end of our game.

Late last night I met with him,

Our houses far from near.

We walked a bit, deep in thought,

Then he turned and spoke into my ear.

‘I know your face, I know your voice,

both soothing to the soul.

I know the feeling of your arms,

Around me when I feel alone.

But I wish I could know,

The sound of my name.

On your rose-petal lips,

But that would be the of your game.

Yes, I said the end of the game,

I now admit, to you, that I’ve been beat.’

He spoke no more,

As he examined his feet.

‘ ‘Tis not true’ I started with a grin,

‘For a very long time, I’ve wished to know your name.

I came to tell you tonight,

That I’ve been beaten by my very own game.’

With an astonished grin he held out his hand,

Truly greeting me for the first time.

I froze a moment,

Then I placed his hand in mine.

Though I have only known him,

For only half a year.

I can think of no friend,

I hold so dear.

‘I have never known your name,

but believe me, this is true.

my dear neighbor girl,

I love you.’

With this in mind,

I slide to the ground.

I looked to he sky,

I sow the stars and the moon bright and round.

I think of his words,

I noticed his arms around me, but gave no start.

For I find the echo of those words,

In my very own heart.

Turning in his familiar grasp,

I know not what to say.

Then I looked in his eyes,

And becomes clear the way.

‘My name’ I said,

Is one of two.

Artemis of Greece, Diana of Rome,

But the question, which is it to you?’

‘Diana is your name,

For I am from Rome.

And how fitting to fall in love with a goddess,

From my very own home.’

‘My name is Orion,

To both a dear lover.

Placed among the stars,

When they were tricked by their brother.’

So here ends my tale,

Of Diana and Orion, together once more.

Hand in hand they walked through life,

Facing whatever it has in store.

I was asked a question on the street today,

By a man I’d seen a while back,

He asked ‘do you believe in love at first sight?

I replied with a smile ‘depends on what you’re looking at.’

How much do you guys love me?? Why don’t you tell me…

Love

SI