I Loved You First: But Afterwards Your Love

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Poem inspired by the title of Christina Rossetti’s poetic masterpiece, I loved you first: but afterwards your love

Moodily, the crepe crescent appears in the sky
perhaps it seeks validation–
this moment that holds significance as I gaze overhead,
it’s been a while.
I loved you first: but afterwards your love outshone mine,
gifting in return songs of innocence
and experience.

There are days when I picture your face
amid the clouds
knowing well the blossoms shake themselves off the tree
where your scent has touched them.
With the dust of sleep upon my eyes I wake,
gentle tremors reverberate under sheets with subtle anguish;
it defies reason,
greyish-blue reflection of sky with bits of moss press urgently
into my hand
as though urging me to align my breath with yoursβ€”
allow me to touch you, ever so lightly
your lips hold the universe in their frame;
without you,
the world at large is a hieroglyph corridor, incomprehensible.

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

For my prompt, where I invite others to write inspired
by the works of Rossetti πŸ’ Come join us!

Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United

26 Replies to “I Loved You First: But Afterwards Your Love”

  1. I like the way you took the essence of Christina Rossetti’s poem and made it your own, Sanaa. I especially love the atmosphere you created in the opening line, and the lines:
    β€˜There are days when I picture your face
    amid the clouds
    knowing well the blossoms shake themselves off the tree
    where your scent has touched them.’

  2. Sanaa, for me this fit in with your theme and the painting so very nicely. I will claim your line, “with the dust of sleep upon my eyes I wake,” solo visual and novel idea for me.
    And thank you for this such a fruitful prompt. I may write towards another of his ladies on another day.
    p.s. I did not post my painting as I thought my juvenile readers, family and others, might not be ready for all this, it was the one of the lady holding an apple, one breast revealed.
    I did link the painting’s title but you may need with the header categories to get it in.
    ..

    1. Thank you so much, Jim πŸ™‚ so glad you liked it. I agree, some paintings aren’t fit for juvenile readers, family and others to witness πŸ’„β€οΈ

  3. One of my favourite Rossetti poems. I like the way that you have built in a bit of the sass I was talking about with the “gentle tremors reverberate under sheets” where there is a sensuality to the longing not just of being in love but in the act of making love. Felt again in the kiss that holds the universe within. It is a love the encompasses the whole of someone. Beautiful.

  4. this was just beautiful to behold. the accompanying art and the work itself describes this night exactly. windows open, the breeze coming in and the beautiful moon? such beauty!

  5. “With the dust of sleep upon my eyes I wake”

    Such a lovely image. Christina Rossetti would have been proud
    to call this poem her own.

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