Mind's eager fingers
lament the slippery parting
of one logic just one right word
that covers the hapless nudity
of 'why do I love thee still'
* Born on Sarah's page
if love is true, it is forever, maybe? does moving on mean stop loving? not necessarily.. hugs x
you can't explain, and you will not! Love is unfathomable. the most ENIGMATIC feeling.
...just one right word that covers the hapless nudity of 'why do I love thee still' Ah, that's fabulous. '... the hapless nudity of 'why do I love thee still' ' is echoing through my head over and over and over and each time, without hesitation, my mind replies with 'Damn - that's... perfect'. So much said in those ten words. That sort of poetic clarity is a blessing and a curse, really. Christine
love has no sense... no logic, no rules... love is power, and always make with us, whatever he wants... there is no logic in the right word, is just the sense that love gives to that word, that makes it special.... is the feeling, the moment, the time... that special one... and we fall like slaves for ever... with out sense, no logic, nothing sain... thanks for sharing friend, u make me fly to this special moment...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every single word skilfully employed. t x