Some Call It Love

[CdnReader]

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Some Call It Love

Some call it love
when a heart beats
madly out of control
like a drum solo
on speed.

Some call it love
when the spirit sings
with mischief and delight,
when the world
shines more brilliantly,
when you'd rather
skip than walk.

I call it love
when hands touch
(whilst reaching for the salt)....
you reading the New York Times,
me with a pencil and a folded-up page,
only the crossword puzzle showing....
Eyes meet,
silent smiles appear,
and linger.

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[PrinceMyshkin]

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Some Call It Love

Some call it love
when a heart beats
madly out of control
like a drum solo
on speed.

Some call it love
when the spirit sings
with mischief and delight,
when the world
shines more brilliantly,
when you'd rather
skip than walk.

I call it love
when hands touch
(whilst reaching for the salt)....
you reading the New York Times,
me with a pencil and a folded-up page,
only the crossword puzzle showing....
Eyes meet,
silent smiles appear,
and linger.

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cdn/29mar07
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Love it! And can I claim credit for the "salt" metaphor, per my "Passing the Salt" poem, and "the salt of truth" in "May I"?

I do have the patent on salt references, you know!

That last, orphan "and linger" is the kicker!

[Granny5]

I really love this poem. And how right you are, Cdn. Having been married for a hundred years or so, I know of what you write. The excitement at first is great, but the knowing after the years is the best. Thanks for voicing what some of us feel.

[ampoule]

Lovely.
Yes, those across the room looks are the best.

Salt? Hmmmm...you probably will not like mine, Prince, so maybe I'll just get it over with.

[CdnReader]

Thanks so much, Jer. Yes, the "salt" reference most definitely comes from your "Passing the Salt." Maybe I been hangin' 'round you too long. :)

Granny.... oh yes. That's what it's about, isn't it? This poem is about the "comfort" of love.

Ampoule, thanks. I couldn't agree more.

[Pendragon]

And some call it "Bliss", perhaps, when you know that love has blossomed into a relationship and you are happy? Love the poem, it speaks volumes.

Pen

[CdnReader]

Many thanks, Pendragon. You're absolutely correct. And this is what I seek. Love/comfort/bliss/relationship.... :)

[PrinceMyshkin]

Lovely.
Yes, those across the room looks are the best.

Salt? Hmmmm...you probably will not like mine, Prince, so maybe I'll just get it over with.

Mightn't it be fun if we started a Poem thread on the subject of salt?

“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.”

[DeathAngel]

i dunno, you go from romance to a little reality, to romance, urg,
maybe a different approach?

but i like it anyhow,

[CdnReader]

Which parts are reality and which parts romance, DeathAngel? Perhaps we view this differently. I can see all three stanzas as one, then look at them again and see the other. Just like life, I guess. ;) I'm glad you liked the poem. :)