I may say I love the clothes you wear, the way you look,
I may rave about the blueness in a bluebell
Or the colour of the darkest, reddest flame.
I may rave about a meal I ate, or a good red wine,
But the love I feel for you is not the same.
To gain such love a person must be thoughtful
Unselfish, caring, giving, warm and kind.
‘What?’ you say, ’Impossible aspirations!’
But both must aim at these for love to find.
Love for another person is a sacred thing,
Existing in your head, your soul, your heart,
It may come within a moment or it may take years,
Love cannot be one-sided, both must play a part.
Love makes huge demands. It seems unreasonable
What one must do to gain love from another,
But to give without condition is the secret
For a person to be loved and be a lover.
(first published 10th February 2021)
3 comments:
Exactly! Perfectly expressed Jennie, and I do like the rhythm and rhyme which keeps your poem rolling x
Thank you Liz, I am Jennie though!!
Nothing to add to this perfect expression of love
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