I love you so much
I sip your presence
Like southern comfort
I ache like an addict
When you’re not here
It’s so strange
I love you so much
I feel on the edge of dying
In southern comfort
I am hiding
From myself
I love you so much
I never knew
I’d fall like this
I love you so much
I’m drowning
In love with
Your southern comfort
Velvet skin
Your intoxicating scent
I’m dying in love with you
I don’t think it’s fair
That I don’t understand
Why
I love you
I’m drowning
In your southern comfort
I love you
Many thanks for your kind comment and welcome sentiment and thank you for sharing these lovely words with us...pretty much what Im going through at the moment :-)
i think my words will be lost, but i will add my applause with the others, that is so good, i also am addicted to my love and i think he finally realizes it, we have so much fun now, just as you seem to be as well, i did enjoy reading this
love and hugs
mary etta
Regis this is sooo good written with an
open and honest heart... My question to you
is does it even matter why just rejoyce that
you do... Love Her... There is more than just
the liquid Southern Comfort... The human is much
more intoxicating... Or so Ive been told LOL
...nothing better to drown in (love)... Reg, great pen!
Reviewed by Natasha Head (Reader)
Reviewed on July 2, 2009
Indeed the heart can lead us down paths without our heads knowing why...but by god! It can feel good to simply feel without seeking that ever common "practicle justification". Once again a piece I can relate to...I have been known to skip blindly down the odd path for no good reason :) Actually, that's how I ended up married to an awesome man that reason would have told me to avoid. Now if only I could convince him to write like this about me :) I think we've already established you know what you're doing when it comes to writing, but once again...awesome write. N
Tender Romantic Soul....kissing the stars with sensual caress;
allowing passions of love to touch the very depths of our soul;
reaching for our heart's consuming desire...love makes perfect sense Sweet Regis....it completes us...
Love To You Always!!
Vickie {{hug}}
Regis,
Beautifully expressive work. I know this declaration of love is positive, but I felt a sense of sadness when I read it. Overwhelming really. Perhaps it's just my take on things. Hugs,
Sheila
Comforting and addictive love SHOULD be bottled and sold! It would definitely make the world a better place if it kept the two halves ... whole.
Your work/words/tapestries of life--forever soothing :)!
Love,
Sandy
Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2009
no no no...Regis,love always makes enough sense...great nice write...your southern comfort, how romantic that it plunges you in love...wow...
best and warm wishes. neerja
I'm happy for you, I hope love is a two way street
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on June 27, 2009
I never try to make sense of emotions like love...I just strive to find where it's lacking in side of myself. Good words to question here. Enjoyed it. Lady J
For some reason these words seemed to be lyrics...rather than just a beautiful poem. These words belong to a tune that is slow and meandering...with one of those velvety voices singing it. :)
This poem reminds me of the Songs of Solomon. He, of course, should be the master of romantic prose considering that he had 700 wives and 300 concubines!!! And he was the wisest man who ever lived??? I'd think he was the most exhausted. Perhaps being wise doesn't always mean acting wise. Or maybe the romantic would say he DID act wise--can you tell I'm in a philosophical mood this morning Regis? I'ts your fault for producing this lovely poem and getting me thinking before I've finished my first cup of coffee, lol :-)
Wow, sure does sound like an addiction!! You don't write for awhile, then come out with some real good stuff-go easy on that Southern Comfort...the kind in the bottle, I mean, lol!!!
Such a lovely confession of your love. Nice to know someone in this world is happy nowadays. I try to be but it is so hard. I told my grandson jon, I sure am lonely without the family when I don't see them so much or often. Keep those good thoughts rolling and make some more for us to read. Awesome you are in person and in poetry.
Because love doesn't make sense is what keeps it around, I suppose that being in love is throwing logic out the window and been carefully left for the ninnies.
Trying to understand love is a waste of time, when one should be drinking the elixir to the last drop, without asking again and again "what I am drinking?"
Southern Comfort? you are a refined man, Sir.
Go with the flow, Regis. We have little control over those we love and trying to understand why we love who we do is simply losing time that we could spend enjoying the feeling. Very nice!
Take care,
Sherry
Sometimes, I think it's better not to question... to just feel and listen to your heart...sometimes we get hurt, but then, we learn and become stronger. Beautiful and sensuous writing, Regis.
Drink deeply of that southern comfort, Regis. Forget the possibility of a love hangover. If we knew the answer to the question of "why", maybe hearts wouldn't be broken. And I don't know why I heard a Jamaican melody and beat while reading this poem. I just know that I love it, man!
Wow, Reg, this is HOT!! Holysmokes; I needs a cold chower (shower) now! (And it's already hot enough here! YARG!! LOL)!! Very well penned, mon ami, c'est magnifique!
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Many thanks for your kind comment and welcome sentiment and thank you for sharing these lovely words with us...pretty much what Im going through at the moment :-)
Best wishes from a fellow Celt
Pete
The Scottish Borders
Ecosse
love and hugs
mary etta
Steph
Mon cher ami, cette femme a beaucoup de chance.
amour et paix.
Nicole
open and honest heart... My question to you
is does it even matter why just rejoyce that
you do... Love Her... There is more than just
the liquid Southern Comfort... The human is much
more intoxicating... Or so Ive been told LOL
Loved it my friend
Hugs
D
L o v e . i t.
xOx Pea xOx
GP:)
Annette
Peace
William
Very beautiful words. Thanks for sharing. Cheers! Liz
Amen!
allowing passions of love to touch the very depths of our soul;
reaching for our heart's consuming desire...love makes perfect sense Sweet Regis....it completes us...
Love To You Always!!
Vickie {{hug}}
and you've taken back there....cool
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph
Beautifully expressive work. I know this declaration of love is positive, but I felt a sense of sadness when I read it. Overwhelming really. Perhaps it's just my take on things. Hugs,
Sheila
Your work/words/tapestries of life--forever soothing :)!
Love,
Sandy
best and warm wishes. neerja
You write beautiful poetry, my friend.
Cryssa :~)
Well, thank you, kind sir, I live in the South ... wish this had been penned for me! LOL Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Would take a bit of the cool Canadian air: we're dying in the heat that Texas is becoming! LOL
Love,
Christine
Walt
SWEET Poem!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Hugs, Purple Lady Passion, SHEExooo
I miss Southern Comfort too!
Fee
TRASK...
Anna
Just enjoy, Reg, just as we enjoy these lines of passion. -gene.
Newfie hugs, Rose
Love,
Sage
Trying to understand love is a waste of time, when one should be drinking the elixir to the last drop, without asking again and again "what I am drinking?"
Southern Comfort? you are a refined man, Sir.
Georg
Love,
Eileen
Take care,
Sherry
Lin
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami dans HAWT Texas, Karen Lynn. :D *pant, pant, pant!* LOLOLOLOLOL