‘Love is Love’
It occurred to me today that this post has been featured in two other places, but never here. That’s just plain wrong. So here you go . . .
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You were the last dream I had. I guarded your heart. I was a downy blanket wrapped around your shoulders. I had to make sure you wouldn’t ever fear such a beautiful thing.
After all, during the thousand nights in our tiny apartment in the city, it was not into my ear that you whispered but into my heart. I still hear you smile in the dark. Your name still clings to my lips. The memory of your hands still warms my curves.
Come wrap your arms around me from behind. Tuck your fingers into my pockets. Rest your chin on my shoulder like only you do.
They say without the drink, people see and taste with an unequaled clarity. But tell me, can you feel us now in primary colors? Is my intensity white hot, or is it the red of the amaryllis? Have the memories faded to pastels or are they in Technicolor for the first time?
La mort c’est la mort. Mais l’amour c’est l’amour. La mort c’est seulement la mort. Mais l’amour c’est l’amour.
Your scars make me love you more. Nothing and no one will ever change that.
You are my one. But that isn’t the first blessing. The first is knowing I am yours.
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This post was written for Ed Pilolla‘s Book of Love Letters, in April 2010, and was later featured on IndieInk.
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I can’t decide if this tune is suitable or not. But since it’s in my top three of all-time, it can’t hurt. You know the drill. Loud.
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and i am proud to have published it first!
Thanks, babe. It will always be one of my favorites, too.
I think this is the best work you’ve ever done. Then again, I am a little bias. You will always own a piece of my heart, Becky.
Right back atcha, sweetie 😉
Aww. That is sweet and mushy. Enough to turn those soft cheeks pink! Pretty stuff, B.
-BrownEyed
Thanks, BrownEyed. Very mushy. Very unlike me. But also very appropriate 🙂
Ouch… that was truly so beautiful it hurt me. I think my fav love poem of all time. Thanks for sharing.
Wow! Thank you so much, Sue. That’s quite a compliment!
beautiful.
Proof that the Storm Goddess isn’t always a hurricane.
She can also be a warm & gentle breeze.
i had to go and read the whole month of april on Ed’s blog.
sorry I missed the opportunity.
Wait ’til you see his BOOK of Love Letters. *sigh*
well! for someone that’s not a cheer leader,
that certainly sounded like a
“Sis, Boom, Ahhhhhhhh” to me! 🙂
I’ll take that sigh as high praise and go look for it!
(still sorry i missed the opportunity
to submit something for consideration…
maybe “Love letters II” ?)
Let’s make one thing perfectly clear: I adore Ed. He never ceases to inspire me, share all the joy and love inside him, cheer me on, and make my world a better place. He also happens to be my former partner in crime at the newspaper, and one heck of an all-around nice guy. That aside, he’s a kick-ass writer. Buy the book. And, damn, send him a note about a guest post or something. Your stuff rocks, too.
I don’t think you’re intentionally trying to make me jealous of “that boy”, but you’ve succeeded! 🙂
Being a cheerleader for a worthwhile cause rocks! And from what I read it sounds like this book is more than “worth my while”!
Call it “cheerleader”… call it “an advocate”… hell, call it whatever you want!
I could leap tall buildings in a single bound with that kind of heart in front of me, behind me, beside me… with me!
YOU rock, babe… and for you to tell me that “I” do,
warms me…
deeply!
Well, you do. And yeah, Ed’s my bud. Big time 🙂
Very nice…really.
WTF is going on this week with “LOVE”??? Soccermom is all mushy in love this week too…it’s her anniversary so I give her an “out”…ugh…my anniversary is coming in October will it hit me then??
Have a great day…this was really nice. Great way to start the day.
Hey now, I’m not mushy in love LOL. This was written for a very dear friend, some time ago. But I love it still. 🙂