Eyes meet for the first time, not behind screen
The busy central station fades away
Butterflies like an ingenue of eighteen
Your smile and look a hint of foreplayHands touch for the first time, skin on skin
Light dawns, hope rise, connection is real
Nervous faces melts into happy grins
Maybe there’s another who share how I feelLips meet for the first time, tender kisses
Breath catches, heart races, love and care flow
Each knowing what the other most misses
What’s needed for that radiant glowThe alarm clock abruptly rips the dream
©RedCat
A longing lonely soul sorrow screams
Written for MTB: Middles & Turns at dVerse.
I’ve written a few Sonnets before, Fall Maiden and Carrot.
But this is the first time I managed to incorporate a real volta, or turn in the last couplet.
The world according to RedCat 
You got me on that volta. Wasn’t expecting it! I know that feeling only too well.
Yep you got me too – laughing here (a little deflated too 🙂)
Bummer — dreamus interruptus
Helene, this is so relatable to me! I had a girlfriend who began as a long-distance girlfriend, and when she came to visit me from overseas, and we met in person for the first time, it was electric.
Just like you wrote above.
Well written!
-David
A stunning sonnet, Helene, and all too relatable, albeit many years ago.
Oh, man; I was hoping for, um… Well, you know. But then, there’d be no turn. Still…
Great stuff Sister. Write on.
Excellent! That ending got me, too!
Dreams can leave one hanging for sure! Great twist!
What a sad turn, but all so real… thankfully for me, I have the opposite waking up and finding it was just a nightmare and not for real
It was real gooooood🙌
Thank you! 🌹