She Reminded Me
She Reminded me – Affairs of the heart, I have decided are a very unpredictable force. Some time ago through the power of Facebook I met a friend of a friend who happened to live far away in Indianapolis, Indiana and I of course lived in Denver, Colorado. I was intrigued and attracted to her beauty in a photograph, so much in fact, I even wrote a poem called “The Photograph”. We became Facebook friends and eventually exchanged phone numbers and as in such things we set up a face to face meeting and one thing led to another and we fell in love. She ignited my soul on fire and my mind was filled with all things about her and – us. Now I am here to tell you loving someone from a great distance as you can imagine is not an easy situation. Different jobs, different cities, different families, and way too many miles. She had a word for our relationship – tumultuous. Hell, I never even have heard of that word and had to look it up and you know what? It fit our relationship. Even though there was never any doubt about our love for one another our relationship faltered here and there and she/we/I decided the distance and all the issues associated with it we would just call it quits. Sounds reasonable, doesn’t it? Did I mention we actually loved each other? Just like the moon and the stars are a force in nature, so are we – and from time to time we have to talk and remind each other that sometimes we can forget about the distance and the miles and just be us just for a little while.
“She Reminded Me”
She reminded me the way you looked at me,
No one else, I was the only one you could see.
She reminded me the way you stared into my eyes,
Of a lost forbidden love that cannot die.
She reminded me the way you touched my hand,
Everything about you and I was so unplanned.
She reminded me of our first kiss,
That moment of captivating tender bliss.
She reminded me the conquered feelings I felt,
Of our untouchable love that life has dealt.
She reminded me where our illicit love may lead,
Not understanding how our hearts would bleed.
By Kurt James
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Very nicely penned poem and intro, Kurt. A long distance relationship does have its drawbacks – hopefully you can remain good friends. I enjoyed reading this, as I do all of your memoirs and poems.
Thank you Phyllis and to answer your thought on remaining friends, yes we are I spoke to her and got her permission to use her photo in this piece and the one title
“The Photograph”
Beautiful, Kurt!
Thank you…
How sad Kurt. I am truly sorry it didnt work out for you. I dealt with long distance for a 6 month period, eventually she became my wife. I tell you that was one of the hardest times in my life. We wrote journals and called each other every night. Great poem Kurt i am very sympathetic of your emtional sadness in this.~Paul
That is awesome you ended up getting married…. and thank you for the nice comment.
I admire you for even attempting a long distance relationship Kurt – This piece is sad, and it compels me to ask “who is it written to?”
The inspiration came from a friend of the gal in the photo after seeing Kim and I together after a long time away from one another and she told Kim how I treated her like no one else was in the room with us. Kim remarked how her friend how reminded her of how much we meant to one another…I hope that make sense my friend…..
Aww. I feel you, my Dear… I feel ya. The last line of the stanza just stabbed my heart – ouch! Be careful, poets like you can unknowingly slice the heart (chuckle). Just kidding. You are a true lover, Kurt.
There is a beautiful story. A woman says to her man, “Darling, first love never dies. But something dies with first love.” The man smiles and says, “No, honey. That which can die is not love. Love is a feeling of ceaseless yearning. Love is what burns us… sweetly… tenderly… passionately… devotionally. It is an evergreen ocean that can never quench our thirst for love. It is also an eternal flame that resides in our heart. Beloved, we die a hundred deaths to walk on that fire of Love.”
Loved this loving poem of yours. Bravo!
Surabhi, you are so awesome my friend and you have a way of making my poetry even better…. That is a gift that you have and please never lose it for it would break my heart…
Yes, indeed; I have experienced this scenario, myself. It was not different states, though, but different countries! It made it seem that much more exotic, mysterious, and exciting! But, after I took off my Pollyanna Eyeglasses, I realized the distance was farther than even I had initially imagined it to be. So much farther! We were not only countries apart, but worlds apart.
Thank you for sharing this most beautiful romantic poem filled with rich memories, and so much beauty.
Thank you Tamara for responding to this and believe me it was and still is a tough love that I experienced. It amazes me how many folks have had this very same experience in their life. Makes me feel not so odd and alone when writing about it.