'Love Song 101'

'Love Song 101'

A Poem by Creag Z. Mendelssohn
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Just about loving someone that may save you, I guess...

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‘Love Song 101’
Written by C.Z.Mendelssohn
Copyright ©2013 5th June, Words as Bullets.

I am not worthy of your touch
I am not deserving of your love
I feel a substitute of a man
A man before you holding out hands
Falling down a bottomless ...
Bottomless pit of need...
I need your inspiration...
Motivation to lift me up..
Normally the soldier...
Usually a master of courage
I am weak before you…
A slave for you, so weak, I shake...
I have no money to speak of
I can't lie about my state of affairs
You got to start from somewhere 
And you are 10 feet tall...
Please give me the break that I need
Your love is the answer to all...
I was told this by someone else
‘Pursue that girl, go chase her’
I wanna stop falling 
Catch your hand...
And start climbing...
It took massive courage to write this
And we will always be
One day I'd love your intimacy
All over me, my lovely...

“This goes out to everybody who has there secret somebody.” “Hopefully, you will get that somebody.” "Thank you, I bow with keyboard in hand".

© 2013 Creag Z. Mendelssohn


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So these are words for music; I think they fit very well that way. Surely these words aren't the bullets, though. These words are soft, filled with pleading and self-deprecation. Is there a version of this that shows strength and confidence growing in the young man? I cannot visualize the object of his affection paying him any attention until she senses some strength; she doesn't want a slave, does she? But the flow of this is lovely and graceful, describing the want-to-be lover in terms that are evocative and empathetic.

Words as bullets has always been a fascinating concept for me. I grew up an introvert in a houseful of extroverts with tongues as sharp as sabers, as brutal as armor-piercing bullets. They all thought that a glib apology made it all OK. Band aids don't work for bullet wounds, do they? They all think "sorry" is magic, but it's not; love is the magic.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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So these are words for music; I think they fit very well that way. Surely these words aren't the bullets, though. These words are soft, filled with pleading and self-deprecation. Is there a version of this that shows strength and confidence growing in the young man? I cannot visualize the object of his affection paying him any attention until she senses some strength; she doesn't want a slave, does she? But the flow of this is lovely and graceful, describing the want-to-be lover in terms that are evocative and empathetic.

Words as bullets has always been a fascinating concept for me. I grew up an introvert in a houseful of extroverts with tongues as sharp as sabers, as brutal as armor-piercing bullets. They all thought that a glib apology made it all OK. Band aids don't work for bullet wounds, do they? They all think "sorry" is magic, but it's not; love is the magic.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Creag Z. Mendelssohn
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