I’m not flamboyant
I’ve no appetite
for words
How can I woo her?
Flattery’s not me
I have no gift of
the gab
How can I
impress?
Jumbled loving
words
May cause her
irritation
And point to
failure
“Stars high up
above
How can I signal
my love?”
“Sun, how can I
shine?”
Tell me the
secret
Lest she tire of
my mumbling
And see my true
self
Cupid saw my cares
So whispered
sweet sounds of bliss
Disclosing my
love
So she looked on
me
An ass with the
longest ears
Loving me at last
How soft are her
cheeks
How warm are her
caresses
Now who's a donkey?
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Requited love at last!
ReplyDeleteNot you! Reminded me a bit of A Midsummer's Night Dream..not that you are a bottom - of course ;)
ReplyDeleteOh so sweet, paired with the image!
ReplyDeleteha. well, in the end love overcomes all you know...
ReplyDeleteno matter how we try to make it work ourselves..
haha. loved your sense of humor and the photo that came with this one! have a great Sunday (or Monday?) to you Oldegg.
ReplyDeleteWell! Thanks for the ear to ear grin reading this. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet picture and a sweet poem. Even asses desire to love and be loved. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteHe-haw! Love it. There's hope for us all.
ReplyDeleteThe ending caught me completely by surprise! I'll have to ponder an appropriate answer to the question posed.
ReplyDeleteThe world has a great supply of asses, but you are not one of them. I enjoyed this clever poem!
ReplyDeletesmile from ear to ear.
ReplyDeleteSo nice.
thanks for the smile.. :)
ReplyDeleteha....i love this, how the roles switched toward the end.
ReplyDeletelighthearted and enjoyable read!
stacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/
That was an interesting ending. :)
ReplyDeletehaha :) nice.. donkeys are really sweet animals.
ReplyDeleteYou could chose a worse love than the donkey! This was a happy read and nicely written poem.
ReplyDeleteWhether equine or human, most asses are worthy of love.
ReplyDeleteYou knew i would smile for this one, have a grand Sunday
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
That's a nice twist. :)
ReplyDeleteFinally:)Let's hope it lasts more than a week! At least give her a bunch of flowers and not in a plastic bag from Woolworths.
ReplyDeleteROFL!! That was just perfect, just love it! Maybe after a few kisses, it will turn into Price Charming
ReplyDeleteReally like how you married the words to the image and that hee-haw of humor just makes it better,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Love this, beautifully written with a spattering of humour and an image to set the scene.
ReplyDeleteI understand the jumbled awkwardness you've expressed! Isn't it lovely when someone can make us feel like such a mess? :) I look forward to reading more of your writing. You're so good at it!!
ReplyDeletewonderful love.. sometimes it's not the words but the unspoken that's heard..
ReplyDeleteLovely with gleams of humour.....requited love finally... :-)
ReplyDeleteI find it amazingly interesting how we all are given the same words, yet some (like you) shine assembling them into wonderful sentences!
ReplyDeleteSo odd how the meaning of words changes our perspective.
ReplyDeleteJust because of a label are we to be unloved?
This is a lovely 'tail' -
The Sonja Series is fun to write, not really dark - but then secrets tend to be thought of in just that light. Simple back story; Sonja is a middle-aged widow who inherited her husband's uncle's place that has many secrets.
Not all of which have been discovered yet though some of the secret passages have :)
Thanks for stopping by ~Jules
Nice, old egg. Love the twist at the end.
ReplyDeletePamela