I love you like a cliché
I’m not ashamed one bit
If love is a crime, I plead guilty
No, I am not innocent
I have partaken of the forbidden fruit
And I will suffer gladly its poison
I have given my heart to you
I will not love you less
If you return it to me broken
I love you like a cliché
And yes, I am a fool
But love rules
I am not immune to its folly
Come to think of it now; love seems perfect for enclosing cliches within it's bounds. I loved the unusual theme of this poem about love..(smile)
The world is full of clich'e why should love miss out. This is a fine poem on so many levels. I have never understood the pain involved in love as being a punishment. I wonder how love survives it seems to me there are so many reasons to stay away from it. -----10
Oh, but this poem breathes new life into the term cliché - could it be that you're subverting the meaning. I see hope on the horizon of heart-break! S ;)
An honestly stated and thoroughly enchanting poem about devotion. My first husband had a horror of what he called 'the hollow cliches of romantic love'. Perhaps that is why, after 27 years, I left him for one who wrote me poems. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A genuine example of unconditional love. Fine work, Sonya. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the inherent infinity of Love, bound by human mind......hence, creating helplessness....a nice poem, sonya....