Gf: Yuliya: Traveling To Yuliya Comments

Writing a love poem Bri, is not about saying how much we love someone as much as sharing how this loved one has changed our life. Anyone can claim to love another but does that make it true? In this poem, I'm 40+ (8 years divorced) and traveling half way around the world to spend more than a month in Russia with the family of an intelligent, beautiful, twenty-one-year-old Russian college student. I met her (at her high school) in her senior year.

When this poem was written, she had been my pen pal (weekly letters) for over 3 years. Her father was literally a rocket scientist and her mother was a Senior VP of Intourist (who managed over 2000 employees) in Saint Petersburg. All of my Yuliya poems are love poems though she only kissed me once! She (and her family) literally trusted me with her life and, when all was said and done, she loved me " enough not to marry" me! I am still honored to be her friend!

i'm guessing you were flying over Canada on way to U.S.S.R....or was it Russia by then? i like this poem. :) i like the rhyme scheme! i like the flow. but, ...i don't see how " Love" , the " Topic" fits into the poem. some favorite lnes: " And spend themselves, collapse, give way, Into the depths of Hudson Bay." bri :)