L O V E

a cliche

Letters upon a page
so very very flat.
Unless given life,
unless given depth,
they lie flatter
then the paper that holds them.
Against there will, may I add.
They want to be free.
Given dimension,
given meaning.
But in the context in which they are written
they are merely letters on a page.

L-O-V and E.
Boring, boring letters that imitate
a boring boring word.
and I re-read these letters
over and over
in the poetry that you write.
And I fall right to sleep,
again and again

For yes you love him,
yes you love her.
but Love is just a word
written upon the many pages
and It has lost all  real meaning.
As will him and her
in a year, or a month or a moment.

Forget about that word,
give your letters some depth and life,
give your poetry some meaning.
Tell the story of the stars in his eyes,
the light-years you've traveled to get to her heart.
tell of that
not simple things such as love.

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think. Thank you

Reviews

[I Shred This Cabbage]

beautiful. i read this as saying love is in the details, it is not to be defined unto itself but by moments and in its unique fingerprints. as always you have ne fairly mesmerised :)

[Distant horizons]

Beautiful.
PS . . Love you :-)