Quiet Poetry Lounge : "I Love You"

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  1. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    “I Love You”

    Shouldn’t
    “I love you”
    Mean more than
    “I want you”

    And, though “I Love You”
    It isn’t something I can prove
    And I would never misuse, or abuse
    Your heart
    But
    Where do I start?

    Love isn’t the romantic thing it use to be
    When it was free

    Where it once sang to me
    In melodic tunes that searched the soul
    It seems not to spark those old fires
    …Any mo’
    To be good
    To be kind
    To want to grow old

    Together

    There is a lack of butterflies
    Way down deep within

    Where does the “giddy fresh” go
    After relationships begin

    I’m not saying that love doesn’t exist
    Just telling a story ‘bout things I miss

    In love

    I don’t play on emotions
    Or act on the notion that
    “‘Til death do us part”
    Is the answer to all things
    But
    “I love you”
    Isn’t a phrase I use…Loosely
    And I profusely deny
    That I would lie
    To claim your heart
    …Nor would I start tomorrow
    With deceptions
    …Today

    Yes…
    “I love you”
    But love isn’t the guarantor
    Of happiness
    Others profess it to be

    It is my wish
    …No, my fervent desire
    Not for a love eternal
    But a love afire
    With excitement that moves (my being)
    Proving…a steady soul is true

    I once knew a love
    Matched only by its bliss
    Its Passion…for joy
    I stood on the precipice of a once weary soul
    And employed lies
    To set free my woes

    (To love that one wasn’t in me)

    Coz
    “I love you,” isn’t about
    Romantic getaways
    Or fantasy ways to say
    “I love you.”

    It’s about you
    The true you
    Where “want” and “need”
    Merge into one
    Knowing that I’ll be there
    When it’s done

    It’s about tomorrow
    And the next day
    And the year after
    And a house filled with laughter
    And everything you’ve ever imagined
    When you imagined me
    Loving you

    It’s about base needs
    When your touch is enough to sustain me
    (at least, for an hour…anyway)

    It’s about hard times
    When we struggled through it all
    And you still claimed to be mine

    It’s about moments of sadness
    When I want to waddle up all my gladness into a ball
    And give it to you

    It’s about being true
    To you
    To my heart
    To our love
    Where only God above
    Can separate us

    It’s about trust
    Trusting in your word
    Trusting in your love
    Trusting in your heart
    That you would never part from me

    There is a permanence
    In our stand to
    “I love you”
    Forever
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    two thumbs up !!!
    love is today more a tool then art of the heart
     
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    Dear Brother Poet Baller,

    Your work always moves something in me, and this piece is no exception. I love, love this piece. It's so real with depth, passion, seriousness and humor...some of the things it takes to make a lasting relationship work. Nicely done, my friend. As you would say, you did this!

    (smile)
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    as a child, i grew up on the soulful music of motown...and the love songs of so many artists. inundated with so many wonderful thoughts, i probably developed this unrealistic idea of what love is supposed to be...the fantasy...the romantic...the unreachable icon that no one could ever deliver to me. after being disappointed so many times, i began to understand that love is... ...something far less removed than the simmering pot of wonderful i dreamt it to be. then...i started to live.

    $$RICH$$/TotalView...thanks for stopping by...always providing support to those in need...:)...with such kind words...and a warm smile. 'preciate ya.

    the river floweth
     
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