Of Thy Great Love

The poem doest tell
of thy great love
of he in whom she’s thinking of!

A tale so true
a mystery
abundant love for all to see!

From start to end
emotions flow
like no-one knows, like no-one knows!

She gets it right
so right I say
love lives, love breaths, love’s here to stay!

Come sway with me
till death do part
from toe to brow, from heart to heart!

So say it now
and have no fear
forever more, let’s disappear!


Written on June 22, 2010 in Wildwood, Missouri. Inspired by a another love poem titled “Forever Yours,” which was written by my friend Alicia.

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  1. I like the repition of “like no one knows” in third stanza. Almost like your trying to catch your breath that has been stolen by one of those breathtaking moments of emotional ectasy. I’m not sure I like these moments as much as I used to. Isn’t that sad? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love those moments as they stand on their own per se. But their always followed by the hauntingly elusive meanings of your last word, “disappear”. Because that’s what happens to those moments, and sometimes to those people…they disappear altogether and your left still trying to catch your breath. Alone. Not sure if that’s exactly what you meant here, but that’s how it translates to me, part-lover, part-cynic. And yet, what did Aristotle say? “I’d rather have one year of noble [and pleasurable] life, than many years of ordinary [passionless] existence.” Or how about Jack London, “I’d rather be ashes than dust.” Riddle me that one!! Ha ha! But seriously, though I’m a little afraid of those moments of ectasy, I still make room for them. Hate to be trite, but I’m still a believer that “it’s not the number of breaths you take that make life worth living, but the moments that take your breath away.” Something like that. Rambling.

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