Don�t ask me ...

Don´t ask me ...





Don´t ask me where this love comes from,
about the how and why and when

Wrong question or maybe ... the question is the answer

Because Love, LOVE with a capital L
not a little love, a sometimes love, a maybe love
No,
Love with a capital L ...
 big Love, always Love
THAT Love no questions has nor answers needs

THAT Love just IS.

Love
that Love with a capital L... my Love
No reason has nor rhyme, no season and no clime
It asks no questions, needs no answers

That Love just is.

So ask me not the hows and whys and whens
You ask me that I know you do not understand

I know you talk of little love,
of sometimes love,
of maybe love.

THAT love I had and found it wanting.
THAT love I need no more


So ask me not about this LOVE!

Come back, when you have no more questions!

Reviews

[Michael X]

Silvia, I could feel the emotions and sincerity woven with passion and craftiness, nice job.

[Blackbirdsong]

This poem reminds me of when try to set me up with the "perfect guy" and just nothing is there. Then I meet someone they consider to be just wrong for me and all fireworks are going off and it just is what it is. Love is or it isn't. There is no logic. It's love.

btw love the poem too :)

[Emily B]

Don't ask me to explain it--it just is. That's all.