{"id":3575,"date":"2017-03-28T01:04:26","date_gmt":"2017-03-28T00:04:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3575"},"modified":"2017-09-28T22:29:44","modified_gmt":"2017-09-28T21:29:44","slug":"they-were-lovers-once","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/they-were-lovers-once\/","title":{"rendered":"They Were Lovers Once"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Together<\/a>
Together but walking different paths<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The bitter bickering old couple often seen as much as the loving couples… yet they too were lovers once… an old verse of mine restored to the site.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Before the now, cold touch, harsh words
\nThey were lovers, once upon a time, long ago
\nExcited at the sound, touch, scent of each other
\nWhen their bodies youthful passions did know
\nBut that was then.<\/p>\n

These days, they merely live together
\nGrunt greetings and goodbyes, passion spent
\nNow in spiteful cuts they communicate
\nIn hurting each others feelings are content.
\nBut, that.. it was when<\/p>\n

No wrinkles buckled youth fresh skin
\nEach other had not long or well known
\nHad they kept it that way throughout the years
\nPerhaps more love would be shown…
\nBetween women and men.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The bitter bickering old couple often seen as much as the loving couples… yet they too were lovers once… an old verse of mine restored to the site. Before the now, cold touch, harsh words They were lovers, once upon a time, long ago Excited at the sound, touch, scent …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[724],"tags":[3865,3864,3866],"class_list":["post-3575","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heartbreak-poems","tag-broken-romance","tag-faded-love","tag-love-grows-cold","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-VF","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2782,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/aughnacliffe-dolmen-for-the-lovers-for-one-night-is-their-bed\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":0},"title":"Aughnacliffe Dolmen for the Lovers for One Night is Their Bed","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th June 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"A bed hard of stone neath the sky starry above Is good enough, soft enough, for a couple in love He who won her heart at her wedding feast, with her had fled So she never slept with Fionn Mac Cumhaill in their martial bed Her groom - he now\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Ireland"","block_context":{"text":"Ireland","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ireland\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"The Aughnacliffe Dolmen stone - this cromlech is known as Diarmaid and Grainnes Bed at Aughnacliffe in Longford","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2535,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lovers-of-bazdara\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":1},"title":"Lovers of Bazdara","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"6th February 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"A Pashtun (Afghan) love story, of a couple who fell for each other at first sight, but were destined not to be together, both dying of grief. 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