The old painting in black and white <br /> mesmerized a young girl that night. <br /> She reached out to touch the glass <br /> and began to fantasize about the past. <br /> A beautiful girl pressed against a tree <br /> embraced the trunk as she did see <br /> his initials and hers so proudly displayed <br /> within a heart precisely carved and made. <br /> Her own true love forever to await <br /> while the silver moon shined within her gate. <br /> Will he come to kiss her this very night <br /> and gently tell her everything is all right? <br /> The old painting in black and white <br /> mystified me that very night. <br /> I reached out to touch the glass <br /> and finally fulfilled my dream at last.<br /><br />Carol Ann Yasuhara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/initials/
