Lovers Talk that Talk

 

 

 

Lovers always talk

Of giving their hearts away

Surrendering to some unknown

A feeling that can't ever be described accurately

An abstract nothing

 

We don't give our hearts away

At least I didn't

It was stolen

I kind of wish I kept it for myself

 

Don't know

If this abstract nothing

Actually was a concrete something

All I know

is what I can Hear, Touch, Taste, and Smell...

And see

 

Lovers think they know so much

But when they die

The only thing they will have left

Is the memories in their mind

Collaborations of senses

It's in everything

 

All the things we

Hear

Touch

Taste

Smell

See

This is what love is to me

Reviews

[Emily Rose]

Mmm I really like the idea of love as "an abstract nothing" - it really robs the power of the word and forces us to think about our conception of love and where our senses tie into our ideas of what it is and how it functions in our society. This gives us a glimpse into philosophy and it's a good point. Good job.

[bluessadmood]

yes this love,you have never given your heart,it was stolen from you,for love will ask permission to come in ,it will force its way to your heart then its not yours any more...
All the things we
Hear
Touch
Taste
Smell
See
This is what love is to me
it is ,and more lots more,for its magic,and no cure,ever...

[Angel]

Wow. This is a deep poem.
A lot of people try to explain love but it really is an abstract nothing.
Never heard it being described as senses.
This is original.
And you're right. We all want to be loved.

[Marvin Lewis Jr.]

I like your interpretation of love its a viewpoint that I can honestly say I've never watched from before...
Nicely written!

[Onyx Sky]

i rly appreciate it, thank u!

[Michael]

It is a wonderful accounting of things. I like that you showed what love is rather than just showing what it is not. Makes a compelling read. I do see one nit, atleast should be either at-least (rare use) or at least.

Very nice work!

[Disa Sig]

Beautiful yet sad.... Very well written and I love the second last stanza.
I find this a very philosophical point to write from but personal at the same time.