'fare ye well' kind friends
If though must love me, do so wholeheartedly
take your lead from Elizabeth Browning’s poetry
let her lived-in words coax free: the purity of your sincerity.
If though must love me, do so unashamedly
with the yearning grace of Edith Piaf’s loyalty
let her rose lenses, teach your restless eyes to rest: on only me.
If though must love me, do so with delicacy
like the scintillating music of Fur Elise
entice my steps as instinctively, as those dancing Piano keys.
Love me stubbornly
till harsh gravelled lungs croak
our last barks of fierce exchanges.
Love me fiercely
as circling, predators of untamed passion
never suppressing: our magnetic friction of blazing attraction.
Love me equally
from our hand-clasped sprints – in Spring, of unruly infatuation
to tender - wordless embraces, in our Autumn of friendship solemnity.
© L. B. Mek
May 2020
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Beautiful words 🙂🙂 and that song is lovely
thank you, glad you liked it, something uplifting to start the week with I hope
Hmm difficult. I would not choose to dictate to another how they should love me. For in loving them i would be welcoming their own ways of loving me.
I'm reminded of Goldfinch's poem today..... is this where my truth gets me into troubles?
how wonderfully open minded, if only we could all carry that same mindset to all other aspects of our lives and interactions, instead of needling and poking to induce other's into a dramatic overreaction...
thanks for the challenging comment Dusk
Love is so special and we show our love in our own unique ways to the ones we love.
Andy
indeed, its a beautiful thing - when its working, lol
thanks for the supportive comment Andy
Maybe I can them love as succinctly as you have so poetically defined.
maybe my friend, but I was going less for definition and more for a wide lensed portrayal of the sentiment's some of us find hard to convey with words, when we think of 'being loved'..
thanks for the supportive comment, (btw 'succinct' is one of my favourite words)
.. if we could have got there first and smacked a copywrite on it .. no doubt we would have made a mint
.. as it stands tho' the original ancient Indian Sanskrit text closely followed by the first ever Japanese Pillow Book pipped us both to the post ... your manual however shows incredible promise and is significantly more than just a good read ............................... N
so true, but worth refreshing those classic lines of idealised romance - if only, to remind ourselves of what promise: each prickly twist in our lives, may represent..
appreciate your generous words of encouragement and support my friend!
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