Poem -

Melted Time --Inspired by Movie Somewhere In Time

Somewhere in Time

In the old hotel

Her picture glows.

From a era long passed.

So beautiful so familiar.

I cannot leave it.

It haunts me.

I know her of this I am sure.

It is worse

I love her.

Perhaps

I have always loved her.

It is Elise

and my soul

aches to see her.

I stay fixated before her image

deep into the night.

I have found her

I cannot leave.

I am hers only hers.

She must have been gone

for many years the picture

is a hundred years old.

But I love her

of this I am sure.

I know I have seen her.

I must find her

my heart is bursting.

I wish her back to me

I offer anything in exchange.

Even my life.

For it will be

empty without her.

The Door opens quietly.

She walks into

the small room.

Turning I see her

She is beyond beauty

dressed as she

was in the picture.

Long flowing gown.

So absolutely lovely.

Whispering she says

Is it you?

Is it really you?

I hold her

as real as daylight.

Yes my love it is I.

I see myself

lying on the floor

as if in a sleep.

She smiles and says

You don’t need it

anymore my love.

Taking my hand

We walked across

a pathway

in the mist of white clouds.

To a place where

the sun never sets.

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