Macduff5
by Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaMay 22, 20176 comments

What is Love?

I know we are all different,
My problem is that I idealise,
That's the Romantic in me,
Thinking that there is perhaps ,
That metaphysical level,
Beyond just shagging.
I don't always connect,
And although it's complete,
For me,
I sense the lack of awe,
In others.
Perhaps it's there for awhile,
And with some it's never there,
It's a strange bedfellow,
That you can be rapt,
Totally involved,
And then whimsically,
No longer flavour of the month.
You can be so close,
And so separate.
I wish someone could explain it to me.
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Posted: May 22, 2017
About this poem:
The strangest search of all...finding love.

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marikia
Love as whimsical, treacherous, elusive, mind-blowing, but indispensable, worth all the while and heartbreak, as it is, is a search which may take one's lifetime with no conclusive result, I am afraid, but you know better:

"But there looking at me,
With Medusa eyes,
Was the cold hillside.
You are mortal,
Elysium is not for you,
And love was lost,
In that fleeting moment,
Taken from my grasp,
By another’s reality."

Having you here again, dear poet, is so refreshing! Kindest regards! wine
godsprincessonline today!
Don't know - I guess my life is pretty boring as never have had this problem.

Kathy wave
Macduff5
Hi Marikia,

Thanks for the quote. It reminded me of "La Belle Dame Sans Merci." We do get enamoured with a Romantic concept, I suspect. Unfortunately it doesn't last and we end up "alone and palely loitering on that cold hillside. It's not for want of trying believe me. I guess we are all different.

Cheers. bouquet
Macduff5
Hi God's princess,

Well it's up to you. We create our own destiny. Open the door and let the breeze coming flooding in. It's a lot of fun (and sadly frustrating) trying.
bouquet
CailinCallaghan
One can only speak
from, and to,
an open heart.
In this, is intimacy
the body can neither create,
nor hope savor.
The heart knows
what mind,
nor arms,
could never hold.
And Silence roars
what words could never hope
to whisper.

CG 7/17/2017
southmiami4321online today!
L et your heart beat the emotion
O n our knees as our minds dream
V ivid sentiments so needed to complete
E ternal passion that words can't describe
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