professor

Oct 28, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

First love

Such passion in a timid kiss might well have locked that long and weary grasp

which time keeps on her children.

But love was just a game of pride

that ended once between the sheets

and left us there for ever; faint hearts grown sadly old, so aged by that first sorrow.

Now walking by a lake at night

I see your face within the face

that now I love, and crying softly

in my heart remember then

those tears shed feebly on the ground,

when once we knew young love could lie;

not me and you, but I, .. and I.

— professor, Oct 28, 2008

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: China/Sichuan/Chengdu, CHN

Favorite Poets: Yeats, Elliot, Auden, Keats, Shelley, Byron

Critiques

infinite_dwarf

17 years 7 months ago

Keith

Amazing how we can now recall our first loves without bitterness or longing. Such a sad write. My only love is still my love today. All others before have never heard those all too precious words from me, as the feeling did not exist. I still think of them sometimes, though, and it makes me appreciate even more what I have today. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"When there's no good answers, and no new questions. Another personal disaster, there's nowhere to go but down..." - Gin Blossoms

professor

17 years 7 months ago

You are indeed fortuntate Jess

to have only ever wanted to express your love to one person and for them to be your constant partner. Safe to say i think that the first love i am referring to here was certainly not love at the time,although we surely thought it was. To be truthfull i can recall far more recent loves just as poignantly and without bitterness or longing although i can't dismiss them as being naive in the way i perhaps could this one. Thanks for reading. Keith

Kailashana

17 years 7 months ago

I’ve been in love only

I've been in love only once.... though I loved many and fallen in and out of love with my x for almost as many years as we were together... It is love I am in love with.... personified in the man who I happen to fall in love with. And I loved this poem Keith... ~A

professor

17 years 7 months ago

As always Anna

you have the perfect answer lol. We do indeed only ever have one love the problem is finding someone who still believes in and wants that too lol. I am glad the poem struck a chord somewhere. Keith

Kailashana

17 years 7 months ago

Nothing is ever promised in

Nothing is ever promised in *forever*... so I take Love and make Love when it comes to me... in whatever form and personna. Too bad it's all in my head these last few years. LOL. ~A

Electric Blue

17 years 6 months ago

First Love

hello Keith First love............ Well first love may not be with the first person you care for or share with. I have know a few whom i thought i may love. But now I have found true love and every second will and does stay with me forever. Electricblue

professor

17 years 6 months ago

I am happy for you Maggie

and the poem about first love is of course where you believe naively that you love each other but unfortunately don't. Real love often comes much later although at the time it did seem like the real thing. How easily we are deceived in love, especially when we are young. Keith

Seren

17 years 2 months ago

First Love

Ahhhh first love there is no other love that compares ... This may be nostalgic but its beautifully writen I loved it ... Sincerely Jayne-Chloe

professor

17 years 2 months ago

Glad you liked it

Jayne-Chloe. Sometimes a little nostalgia does no harm although this is clearly a bitter-sweet remembrance. BW Keith