Who needs a love potion when you follow a lead
Who knows but hearts when heads lean to cede
Beating...clear rapture...I guess is the words
Just gone with the flow...it seems so absurd
I haven't the strength to debate my own heart
It tells me he's special...he fits my parts
I've been on HOLD for the past fifteen years
I've wagered this heart and counted the tears
It conditioned in time...but never gave in
I knew, yep I knew...that my heart would win
Funny how fate initiates a call...
Sneaking in the blindside when hearts start to fall
I'm scoring the edge...taking the line
I thought more than once, "Well this one looks fine"
Alas...not the one but check out his smile
He's tall and handsome...you can see him for miles
"Nope! It ain't him...he don't fit the puzzle
Nor him...he's okay... but he'll need a muzzle"
There's those with great charm and savoir faire
There's those who run at the thought of a dare
Then suits...GQ smiles and faster looks
Just another chapter in some dusty old book
They came and departed...not leaving much
An arm ornament here...for others a crutch
Then without a knock...he whispered in
A writer, a naturalists...this gentle man
Then my heart started...his passions to savor
I knew this man was just the right flavor
With a little of everything I always wanted
Please take it slowly...I'm now a "goner"
Passions unzipped me...my flesh opened up
He settled on in and zipped himself shut
He stays with me always and walks where I tread
He whispers "I love you" deep in my head
He sleeps then he wakens...he works right with me
I'm zipped shut and happy and him...well he's tree'd
Well, if he's tree'ed you need to keep the hounds at bay, you know how thos bitch hounds get when it is their time. Great poem, Susan. Oh, congratulations, from the heart.
Being on hold for a considerable period seems to be a tribulation familiar to many who are in the final stages of their existence in this realm. The lack of physical communication in the physical plane is almost cynical had the sparse occurance not made sense. But since higher realms bear little resemblence to this world, the assumption this might be a test is without reason, but definitely with aim. Being surrounded by those who are not restricted to such extent does not always make things easier. Knowing where we're going perhaps makes things a little less difficult to bear.
Guess it's kinda special havin "that special one" who just DOES it for you... and if the "doin's" mutual and exclusive, then so much the better.... makes me long for the old days of two being sealed away in a one-man tent for a few days, listening to the rain beating down on the canvas... or was it my heart???!! :)) Beautifully sketched and cleverly narrated. TY Kate xx
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Ron
Beautiful, humorous ode to love. :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
RAge
Superb fun poem!
Eileen
You have the perfect love...no strings attached too...lols
Love that picture as well...:)
Blessings
Peter