Tuesday, June 11, 2013


There are some who think themselves immune to love and it may take a parting to discover exactly how wrong they are. It can be unexpected and the subject of much laughter, and some tears. This piece hails from a long time ago, yet remains true.


It seemed like a time when endings were reached
When tears were shed, when defenses were breached
And bottles of bubbly were scattered about
And bodies and voices were joined in a shout
Of love and affection and joyful surrender
To feelings now passionate, now caring, now tender.

No more games were played, no more secrets hid
While both lay exposed to say what was said.
To discover the gods thought this all a game
And that which they felt could have only one name
But they had believed for some time it absurd
That any to them should apply such a word

But there could be no doubt, to those below nor above
This passion, this longing, it was Love, it was Love.


  1. So tender and beautiful. Lovely.


    1. Glad you enjoyed it, Jai. Thank you for the "tender and beautiful". I'm happy both those came through.

      When I first came up with it I was amused to note that parts of it are to the rhythm of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas! :)

  2. There's nothing like rhythm to get the point across, haha!