When love loves me

When love loves me

A Poem by Chris Shaw

I do not often speak of love
of candle light and snow white doves.
I do not speak of harps and hearts
or Cupid with his golden bow.
But what I do know is that he
my love who nightly shares my bed
and calls my name out in his sleep,
without a trace of shadowed doubt
his love is true and he loves me.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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This is a nice little cut of succinctity, Chris, aptly articulated and carrying a strong sentiment.

I might be interjecting a little with my own image here, but some say that love is like a mirror - held up to our partners so that we might better see ourselves (or, at the very least, the parts of ourselves reflected by them that we enjoy looking at). In other ways, the mirror captures those parts of ourselves that'd seem to've been missing - the other halves, and cornered jigsaws that they've, by some small miracle, somehow found the means to fit.

I prefer the latter, in that analogy, and it's funny that we often come to such realizations after spending the night beside somebody.

Very nice piece of writing, again, and thank you kindly for sharing.

-Ook

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again.
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Whilst scrolling slow, I swear I came across a distinctly warm patch laid write across this particular page .. Neville

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Did you feel a warm glow Neville :) I hope so. Doesn’t time fly? I can’t believe I wrote this a .. read more
Like this a lot Chris with its shades of Classic Love Poems - particularly the line 'without a trace of shadowed doubt'.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

An oldie out for an airing Tony. Pleased you enjoyed the brevity here. Sometimes less is more. Thank.. read more
This is a nice little cut of succinctity, Chris, aptly articulated and carrying a strong sentiment.

I might be interjecting a little with my own image here, but some say that love is like a mirror - held up to our partners so that we might better see ourselves (or, at the very least, the parts of ourselves reflected by them that we enjoy looking at). In other ways, the mirror captures those parts of ourselves that'd seem to've been missing - the other halves, and cornered jigsaws that they've, by some small miracle, somehow found the means to fit.

I prefer the latter, in that analogy, and it's funny that we often come to such realizations after spending the night beside somebody.

Very nice piece of writing, again, and thank you kindly for sharing.

-Ook

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you - Ook for sharing your thoughts. An interesting response, so I thank you again.
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a beautiful love poem Chris :) thanks for sharing

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

And thank you butterfly for fluttering by to read these words. You are appreciated.

C.. read more
Many times men don’t say I love you with poetry and romance but rather with actions in how they take care of you and that is what truly matters in the end

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poetic Beauty

3 Years Ago

You are most welcome. I like be reading your poetry new and old
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you PB. I like to share my older poems, give them an airing. Each one of them posted has taken.. read more
Poetic Beauty

3 Years Ago

Mine take anywhere from a half an hour to days. It all depends on my brain. I’m meticulous on maki.. read more
Awww this is a sweet write. It is a great thing to be loved. I enjoyed this.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

It surely is a great thing to be loved. Nothing better Melinda. Thank you fir stopping by.
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You never feel more alive and free when you are loved by someone. I love the vulnerability of this peace.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Dale. Am old poem out for an airing. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts. I don't often.. read more
To know--beyond doubt--such a thing is, to say the least, an immense comfort.
You're both so very fortunate.
Reassuring read, good poetess.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Jimmy for this lovely review. Much appreciated.

Chris
Beautiful - and such simplicity is all we need to know- lucky lady of love🌹

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

5 Years Ago

All is good as it should be life goes on we live learn but most of all need to love?? Blessing🌹
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Love is indeed a blessing if we have it. Take care of you Kelly :)
‘Thoughts In Time’🌹

5 Years Ago

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
you know Christine... I don't often get personal about it either ;) but boy oh boy ... your man calling your name out in his sleep has got it made :))))))))))))))))))))) i love the simple honest straight forward quality of this poem .. its fully packed with gentle enduring accepting love .. beautifully stated my friend!
E.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

You are spoiling me Mr E. Two visits in a day, and that has indeed made mine a happy one. Many thank.. read more

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