If Not For Love Poem by Janice Windle
If Not For Love
If you and I had never met and loved,
My heart would be a tight black bud,
Forever furled, seeming to be promising
A fragrant opening, a spreading bed of roses,
But closed, bitten early by the frost,
Denying access to the butterfly of love.
If my eyes had never opened on your clear gaze,
My blindness, my oblivion, would be complete.
Wrapped in night, I’d not have seen my future,
My past and every moment of my present,
Bathed in rose light, glowing,
Softly coloured by the lens of love.
If I had not heard your voice
Murmuring close, crying out in passion,
Making of my name a holy mantra,
I’d not have known what music is,
Nor listened to my inner voice
That prompts my songs of everlasting love.
If I had not smelled your skin’s perfume,
Nor tasted sweetness on your morning breath,
Nor pressed my head to your broad chest
And breathed musk through the warm damp wool,
I’d still live in a sterile place, without
The sweet-sour scents that we create through love.
If with loving hands I had not touched
Your hands that bring such ecstasy to me,
Not stroked the velvet secrets that you hide,
Nor felt your gentle mouth upon my breast,
My body’d be a prison and a shell,
If you and I had never lain in love.
© Janice Windle 2008
I have views on what, how, and why we write.Sometimes we conjour up a long wished for event. At other times we write to celebrate a present state of affairs.On occasion we write as the poets in the past wrote...commercially and manufactured to generate a response from the reader.In whatever context this piece of writing was conceived it is full of imagery and poetry.I also like the repetitive 'If' usage as a device to turn the poem to guide the reader to a fulfilled conclusion. Overall a good poem. Sid.
Without a doubt this is the most beautiful poem of yours that I have ever read. Seriously, it stacks up against some of the 'Greats'. A really wonderful read. Thank you very much for putting it down so others like me can read it. (What infuriates me is that you have summed up my own feelings for the person who totally stole my heart and I don't have the abilities to put it down on paper. I'm very jealous)
Janice, it's a beautiful write, what if you had not met your mister right, but you did and gave us this beautiful write... Andrew 10
I can't decide whether there is a touch of wistfulness in this or whether it is simply purre joy and appreciation. Either way, it is a beautifully composed tribute of gratitude and recognition and wholenes. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Simply beautiful. Ron