This old white porch swing
rocks and creaks-
cradling this moment –
locking the memory
like an old photograph,
Our bare feet side by side
dangling and touching-
Your smile makes
my heart squeeze-
as you lean back and laugh
The melody of it all spilling
like
a million
glittering
fireflies
into the breeze tonight
in this cooling deep
purple summer air,
I lean in just a little closer &
lay against your shoulder,
Just so glad to be home,
Just so glad that you’re there,
As melting ice cubes clink
in two frosted glasses of
lavender lemonade,
This love we share
is the kind that’s deep-
The kind that lasts-
The kind that stays-
It’s like the sweetest prayer answered
& inner peace,
That seems
to have all
started from
a spark within
& I’ll keep on praying that
this will one day be
more than a daydream.
Gretchen Leary (McIntire) 
I so enjoyed this poem, Gretchen, and the idea of ‘locking a memory like an old photograph’. I love the way you’ve captured the intimacy of the ‘bare feet side by side / dangling and touching’ and the ‘heart squeeze’ induced by a smile. And then the refreshing lines:
‘…melting ice cubes clink
in two frosted glasses of
lavender lemonade’.
A gentle, original love poem.
you have a great knack with the visuals – especially loved
“cradling this moment –
locking the memory
like an old photograph,”
Nice lines: “Your smile makes
my heart squeeze-“
I love how you have captured the moment with all those senses… The title is a perfect setting for such a moment.
Love the peace of the moment, the surprise of the last line, and the idea that even things that never happened to us can become part of our memory.
My goodness this is by far the most tender… gorgeously alluring love poem I have read! 😍😍😍