Why Can’t It Be Love?
Could it be that I am simply taken
By your charming ways?
I think about you when I rise in the
Morning and when I lay down at night.
Some would say
I am enamored with you.
I fantasize and have visions
About us being together.
Others would say
I am infatuated with you.
My heart beats quickly
When we are about to meet.
My breath is short.
I count the days until
We will meet again.
Besotted, for sure.
There are the times when
I dream of us making love
For hours. Can it be
That I am obsessed with you?
Surely, it can’t be love.
Susan Patterson
01-2016
Audio and Author Comment-
I remember years and years ago, sitting across the table from someone I was infatuated with and thinking, why can't it be love. Ah, the questions and confusions of young love. Isn't it grand when love comes into our life? Isn't it more grand when we appreciate it and when the love stays? It can come to us in a variety of ways and times in our lives. It is never far if we want it. Here's to enjoying the loves in our lives.
This poem is the last in the 'Naughties and Nicities' series for February. Next month we will go on to poetry subjects other than love. I hope that you have enjoyed our celebration of the Valentine season. skp
Great News for Tea Poetry Aficionados! A brand new edition of the first Earlene Grey book, Musings With a Cuppa~The Poetry of Tea, will be available this spring! It will be slightly revised, but in the same perfect small size as the original version, and with new art work and new bright, light colors. Don't worry, you will find wonderful poetry revealing the elegant wit and wisdom encapsulated in all of the Earlene Grey works. We hope to have the book available in April, just in time for spring celebrations. Watch for announcements and special pricing. |