Beginnings

A recipe to cooking love.

I could so easily fall

but that would be the end

of my protection.

The beginning of my rejection.

Soft curves, bright eyes

brilliant mind and smile

I shield my heart, my soul

and give you my kindness.

I hope the warmth

will slowly build

to a bonfire of passion

and melt us both; forging love.

Our love will be a

frog sitting in a

warm pan of water

awaiting the boil.

Author's Note

I always seem to overwhelm the women I fall in love with. Always been an all or nothing kind of guy but have learned over the years I need to back off, to just let things happen.

Reviews

[spiritwind]

you have such a unique way of expressing yourself
"Our love will be a
frog sitting in a
warm pan of water
awaiting the boil."
I have a feeling you are saying that most of your love affairs croak

[de_maruf]

fine

[Sid]

Very well expressed emotions and a great write and i have to say really unexpected (what with the frog and frying pans)...Great write Mark!!

[mandy]

oh mark, i loved it til i got to the boiling frog! noooooooooooooo,,,,all i could think of then is poor froggie,,,,,sorry,,,,

[Mark]

ya, sometimes that's how I feel about my heart. :P

[mandy]

aww, damn! sorry friend.

[lee von cleef]

Confounded Frog,good poem, When I was chasing,they would run,Now I am not,and the flies stick to my tongue.

[Leslie Philibert]

Fine poem with a strong last image - like the way you employ the heat images in the last two verses - good one.

[Mark]

Thanks for reviewing :)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I like your seasonally, unpredictable logic (ie; the last stanza) and I enjoyed the poem too.

[Mark]

Unpredictable.. I like that thanks :)

[captain]

i like it, love is like preparing food, that's kinda new to me.

[Mark]

Thanks Captain!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

that last stanza Mark, truly wow, love it.

[Mark]

Thanks hon ;)