You see I have never understood the language
of love and this poem speaks only in that tongue.
Take my hand, come with me, to the land of
our desire, where all is pure form, not love, but
loving.
Is not love really just loving ? What is it, if it is not
one demonstrating pure affection for another ?
Whatever it is, you have sung the song, eaten of the
cake and suffered the belly ache of having been
overstuffed with the goodies of living.
You see I have never understood the language
of love and this poem speaks only in that tongue.
Take my hand, come with me, to the land of
our desire, where all is pure form, not love, but
loving.
Is not love really just loving ? What is it, if it is not
one demonstrating pure affection for another ?
Whatever it is, you have sung the song, eaten of the
cake and suffered the belly ache of having been
overstuffed with the goodies of living.
True love is unconditional, and unselfish, and very very rare,
That's what the beautiful voice in this poem talked to me about or at least that's what I heard,
But what do I know?
I was apprehensive of this one because of the 'been' in the title. The poem speaks of a strong love ending with great passion, esp the 'Go quickly now' repetitions. It is clearly you do not want this parting, but for some reason it must happen. Sad, sad. But, from the outsider's perspective, very moving on account of the way it communicates the feelings involved.
Playful and eager to explore new styles of writing, and to hone my skills. i'm reaching a point now where i can write a poem and be able to say that it is something i really like. I'm an avid reader, .. more..