The Silver Screen
Why have all the Valentino's
Disappeared from our screens
These handsome adonis
That made some young women swoon,
Yell and scream.
They did not need words,
Their smouldering looks sufficient,
Your imagination took flight
As their gestures were so efficient.
Women lost their identities.
Now, they were the actress on the screen,
This silent, seductive creature.
Was the onlooker in a dream?
Every passionate kiss
It was for her and her alone,
Valentino's tender touch
It felt like no other touch yet known.
You could hear music playing softly
Then, rising to stir your heart,
You lost yourself in the silver screen
Immersed in playing the part,
Of the great Rudolph Valentino's
Love interest for a while.
It was a film you will remember for years,
And will always make you smile.
Silver Screens and Golden Years
Bring back fond memories and happy tears.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2024
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