Love comes and goes, like the downstairs tenant--
Sometimes noisy, maddening, only leaving with the sunrise, cuffed in the back of a squad car;
And other times gentle, sweet, barely making a ripple until, while you watch over her shoulder as she paints near the east light of the French windows, she demands to be kissed
Simply by being there before you.
Love is a dog, oh what a dog--
Look what you've done now, and
Look how I love you...
Love is a cat, and as cats will,
Comes when she cares to, and
Does she love me? Maybe...maybe...
Love is the thing I wait for
Through the early evenings of December
And the early mornings of June,
Sensing,
Somehow,
That she is coming,
That she is perhaps already near,
Disguised with your name and face,
Bringing joy
Grace
And her fickle, charming ways.
Welcome, tenant, whatever you bring this time...
Here is your key;
Welcome home.
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Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. :-)
Beauty and hope and LOVE, sweet LOVE! All the best to you, mi amiga, on Valentine's Day and always! Felicidades. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is simply lovely, it's emotionally filling like a cool drink of water in summer.
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YES madame! THAT is a sweet invitation to your love...
ReplyDeleteLove is so many things and it's always welcome.
ReplyDeleteI really loved this poem, Shay. There's something magical about the anticipation of love that you've captured beautifully.
Happy Valentine's Day!
ReplyDeleteHappy Valentines day to you and Bosco! from, sharkbutt and his minions
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of Love being my neighbor.
ReplyDeleteI think I'll borrow a cup of sugar from her sometime :-)
Hey going Old Skool here: "Won't you be my neighbor" okay ust thinking that I would adore love as my neighbor...
ReplyDeleteOh and I noticed on your book list "the time traveller's wife" OMG such a great book.
OK hearts to you
G
thank you sweetie.
ReplyDeleteI love the sqad car bit. Isn't that so true? And yeah, cats... more than dogs, who tend to dote on us endlessly. Cats flit in and out as they please.
ReplyDelete"she demands to be kissed
ReplyDeleteSimply by being there before you."
Oh mine! Oh mine!! Such a beautiful but powerful imagery!
this is indeed the nature of love. unexpected. you just never know when it'll jump out and grab ya! happy valentine's shay!!!
ReplyDeleteMay you quit listening for the knock on the door an hour before it comes. And when you open the door may the first thing you hear be "Is this home?"
ReplyDeleteawwww....that is so sweet....(pouty face with furrowed brows)
ReplyDeleteYou never know where or where love will turn up :-)
ReplyDeleteHope your Valentine's Day was happy.
xo
very nice
ReplyDeleteyou are really talented
Love is a cat, and as cats will,
ReplyDeleteComes when she cares to, and
Does she love me? Maybe...maybe...
Love this, Shay!
May love come to you just the way you love it.
Happy Valentine's Day to you, dear one!
ReplyDeleteMuaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
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