Crossings
I cast my line out o’er the pond
In the brisk and bracing air
On a warm spring day, hope as I may
Love’s salvation to ensare
A voice was heard across the pond
For sure a maiden fair
Her eyes were bright, her cheeks were red
And golden was her hair
I called to her, she called to me
And smiled did she too
My small wood boat was tethered near
I knew what I must do
I rowed that boat across the pond
She waited there the while
And when I stepped upon the shore
She spread a golden smile
I reached for her, and heard her laugh
With joyfulness and glee
But when I tried to touch her hand
She stepped away from me
Oh beauty, beauty, beauty fair
I’ve brought my heart to thee
I want to stroke your golden hair
And hold you close to me
She laughed again, flung back her head
So beautiful and wild
“I cannot let you hold me,
For I am yet a child”
“It is not so,” I said,
“’tis plain for all to see.
You’re grown to richest ripeness
Of love’s maturity”
“I must go now quickly,
And cannot love you more
For I am born of your own hopes
Run wild upon this shore”
With that she turned and vanished
As though had never been
And I looked on in anguish
My heart grew weak and dim
I rowed back to the landing dock
And tethered up my boat
I couldn’t cast with rod or reel
Nor keep my heart afloat
Yes, I had known her beauty once
Loved her with all my heart
We had held each other in our arms
Vowed never should we part
But there was truth this summer day
Upon the shimmering lake
There was a truth I must accept
An aching heart t’would break
I had loved a girl once, and she held love for me
We were convinced our love would keep for all eternity
Until they searched the waters, the waters of the lake
And found her floating there, but I would not my love forsake
“She must have slipped and fallen, fallen from the dock”
Those were the words they told to me
Men of honest stock
I held her lifeless body and kissed her soft forehead
“Your love is lost and gone from you”
Was all that they had said
I held her near as I could hold, my heart o’erwhelmed with grief
For fate had taken her from me, like some cruel thief
She lay before me in my arms, I gazed into her eyes
How I remembered her soft kisses, her lips and gentle sighs
I couldn’t bear to hear their words or believe what they had said
She was on her way to heaven now, a halo wreathed her head
So one last time I kissed her and one last time I prayed
She was on her way to heaven now, by fate our love betrayed
I held her ever close to me, despite what they had said
So soft and sweet and lovely, so as to gently rest her head
It pained me to accept it, and filled my heart with grief
My love was gone forever
Yes, my love was gone forever
It pained me to accept it, and filled my heart with grief
That fate had turned a cruel trick and played the part of thief
But now I must accept it, the truth of what was said
For as I held my darling and gazed into her eyes
My sweetest, sweetest darling, whom I loved with all my heart
As I held my sweetheart in my arms, tears welled, and I felt dread
She lay in my arms’ pillow, I rested her sweet head
Yes she lay as on love’s pillow, as I held her gentle head
And clutched her to me one last time, so soft and sweet, and dead
2/27/25
Submitted: February 27, 2025
© Copyright 2025 Ron Micci. All rights reserved.
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