Sunday, November 3, 2013

What magnificent impulse



What magnificent impulse

did I have that day

when seeing you in the park

I clenched my fists

as I walked up to you

and introduced myself

as I never believed that anyone

since the creation of the world

could be so stunningly beautiful

and it suddenly hit me that I was in love with you

when I saw your smoky eyes emit a craving

a hunger that was for me alone.

there were no precise words of love

for what need did we have for that

as I could feel the rhythm of your heart

and we both knew that even a few feet

were an unbearable distance apart.

you won’t let me kneel before you as neither of us 

must be subservient to the other

as our being together

is a visible

yet invisible proof

of our finite

yet infinite love.

19 comments:

  1. and we both knew that even a few feet
    were an unbearable distance apart. ~ Such beautiful love!

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  2. Like the visible/invisible finite/infinite contrast.

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  3. Lovely love story. I hope the love was infinite rather than finite.

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  4. Aw, sweet. I really love it when a man writes of love. It gives me hope for 'mankind'!

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  5. Beautiful..I am glad that first brave step was taken..

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  6. Such a sweet and tender poem. So lovely to imagine such a beautiful outcome from a 'magnificent impulse.'

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  7. Luck + guts.
    And a nicely hidden wordle)

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  8. This is a beautiful expression of love. Sweet and intense.

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  9. I loved this,just totally loved it,maybe Im just a old romantic :-)

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  10. I love your love poems, Old Egg. They are always so passionate.

    Pamela

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  11. Sigh!!! Such a beautiful love story!

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  12. very tender. Nicely wordled. The clenched fists of nervousness gave me a real glimpse into the courage to approach the beauty.

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  13. Reminds me of couples who take out the 'Thou shalt obey out of vows' - as there is no need when respect is mutual.

    Here's hoping that you will always have that spark.

    Thanks for your visit. I think romance will be delayed in my story - as evil has to be conquered first ;)

    ~Jules

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  14. Love is as much about keeping that distance as it is about drawing close.

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  15. All will be well as long as they keep that distance between them as sacred space.

    Elizabeth

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  16. The tenderness and mutuality shine through!

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  17. Wonderful act of wooing is not old fashioned. It still can be countered on. Nicely Robin!

    Hank

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  18. I like how you clenched your fists and 'there were no precise words of love' ~ love this poem of yours, OldEgg!

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