Love and Admiration # 15

WINTERS WRATH NEAR SWEEPS ME OFF MY FEET

Winters wrath near sweeps me off my feet
As snow and ice join the skin stinging sleet
Who would be outside during the bitter season
A sensible being would need a good reason
To be wrapped up in hat, scarf and glove
In the teeth of a storm and for me it was love

CHURCH BELLS PEEL OUT

Church bells peel out
Loud and proud
A blissful summer call
To the celebratory crowd
As bride and groom emerge
Into a confetti cloud
After standing at the altar
And solemnly avowed

FOR A SOULMATE

Looking deeply into
Your soulmates eyes
Is like gazing in a mirror
The love you see
Is the love you get
Because what you feel
Is reflected back to you
So what you give
Is what you will receive

LOOKING DEEPLY INTO

Looking deeply into
Your betrayer’s eyes
Is like gazing at a wall
The love you feel
Is a wasted love
And is absorbed
Instead of being
Reflected back to you
So what you give
Is unrequited
And all that you receive
Is disappointment

AN ANGEL MIGHT FALL FROM THE SKY

An Angel might fall from the sky,
A Goddess may fall from a tree,
But you only lived next door
When you fell in love with me

THE EARTH AND SKY

The earth and sky are
Separate and opposite
Complimenting each other
And are nature in balance
They are two adequate halves
Making one perfect whole
But the most perfect part
Is where they touch on the horizon
But the zenith of their union
Is the perfection of the sunset
Which is where it began for us
I am the earth, you are the sky
We were separate and opposite
And complement each other
And are nature in balance
We are two adequate halves
Making one perfect whole
And we enjoy the sunset embrace
Where the earth touches the sky

A CALL OF THE INNOCENCE

A call of the innocence
That was what it was
When the fifteen year old me
Picked up the phone
To call Theresa Flaherty
My palms were so sweaty
I could barely hold the phone
Whereas my mouth was so dry
I doubted I could speak
But I dialled the number
And I eventually got it right
On the third attempt
And then it seemed
To ring for an eternity
But then it was answered
“Hello” the sweet voice said
“Theresa?” I croaked
“Yes” she replied sweetly
“It’s Paul” I said “from school”
I don’t know why I added the last bit
“Oh hi Paul” she said
And I tried to gauge if it was
A despairing “oh hi Paul”
Or a pleasantly surprised one
But as I had never asked
A girl out before
I had no benchmark for it
So a few minutes passed
Of nervous small talk
Interspersed with awkward silences
As the heart in my chest pounded
And beat like an eagles wing
While my head throbbed
And my stomach
Was a flutter of butterflies
As I approached the reason for my call
And the question I had for her
Which I had been rehearsing all week
But it vanished from my mind
So in the end I rather abruptly blurted out
“Will you go to the pictures with me?”
“Oh” she exclaimed with surprise
And added “Yes I’d love to”
My heart was doing cartwheels of delight
But I had to try to remain calm
“That’s great” I responded and hung up
And so ended a call of innocence,
And then I cursed myself for being an idiot
So I rang Theresa again five minutes later
To discuss the date, place and time
And so began our first passion