LOVE IS..... # 3

 

Love is…

The unspoken,

The unwritten,

All the things

We don’t have to say

Uncanny Love Tales – (20) Party Crashers

 

The party was in full swing when Sinead arrived, she’d had to work late so arranged to meet Ben at the party.

But a combination of bad luck and an awkward client meant that she was even later than she’d anticipated and when Sinead walked into the Village Hall it appeared, she was too late to save her engagement.

As she found her Fiancé Ben otherwise engaged in a very passionate kiss with her cousin Fiona.

If Sinead had been surprised by what greeted her in the Village Hall it was nothing compared to Ben’s surprise when she knee’d him in the balls and there was definitely a look of surprise on Fiona’s face a split second after Sinead slapped it, twice.

With Ben doubled up unable to speak and Fiona with a scarlet handprint on each cheek of her startled face, Sinead stormed out of the hall like a Celtic Goddess with her flaming red hair streaming behind her.

She was like a heat seeking missile and shot straight out into the car park and straight into Sebastian Cooper, who was lost in thought as he walked the other way and they both ended up in a heap on the floor.

“Why don’t you look where you’re going you idiot” she screamed, Seb totally ignoring Sinead’s angry remarks instead chose to look at the striking red head with an appraising eye.  

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern

She looked confused at first and then opened her mouth to launch another tirade at him but dissolved into tears instead.

Sebastian took her in his arms and comforted her while she cried her pitiful tears and as they sat on the tarmac of the car park in the darkness she sobbed and dribbled on his new shirt until their hearts somehow became irrevocably entwined.

WHEN HARRY MET SALLY

 

Harry's mind wandered

As he wends his way

Through crowded streets

He would see her that night

Anna, his new love

He could smell her hair

Feel the softness of her skin

He could even taste her

He longed for her

As he remembered

Her smile, her kiss

Her writhing body

Then Harry stepped off the curb

Oblivious

And was struck

By a car unseen

Tossing him like a rag doll

Depositing him unceremoniously

Between car and gutter

As his body lay broken

And bleeding

Where it came to rest

On the unforgiving street

The last image in his mind

Was not the killer car

But his Anna, His new love

As his life ebbed away

His heart beat its last

The paramedic's best efforts

Were to no avail

A moment's carelessness

Had cost a young life

His heart beat no more

In his broken body

Only to beat once more

And reanimate

In another's chest

To bring new hope

To rekindle another's existence

Bringing a new beginning for Sally

Which like a phoenix

Rose from the ashes

Of another families grief

LOVE OF HER LIFE

 

Young and beautiful

She looked at the life ahead

With hope and optimism

But a life was planned for her instead

A loveless marriage

With a distant stranger

Arranged by her family

She decided was not for her

 

She gave her heart

To the love of her life

 

She listened to her heart

And not her fathers voice

She simply fell in love

With a man of her choice

 

She wanted too make a life

With the love of her life

 

The consequence of this love

So precious to her

Was shame on her family

And death for the dishonour

 

She risked her life

For the love of her life

 

Her cries for help

Went sadly unheeded

The cruellest punishments

For the love she needed

 

She gave her life

For the love of her life

Her father wanted to arrange her life

And cursed the love of her life

Her father took her life

Because of the love of her life

She wanted to live her life

With the love of her life

Make her safe in paradise

God protect her in the afterlife

IF WE HAD MET AT A DIFFERENT TIME

 

 

If we had met at a different time
I would have asked out Charlie
Charlie the beautiful young brunette
Whose voice alone was sufficient to arouse
Hazel eyes that could mesmerize
And her heady perfume was hypnotic
Just to look at her curves stirred my loins
Those perfectly round buttocks
The swing of her hips
And the movement of her breasts
Charlie the beautiful young brunette
With the impossibly long legs
That could have encircled me
In our passionate embrace
She could so easily have been mine
But I stepped away
And I distanced myself from her beauty
Because she was half my age
And because I was not free
I did the right thing
But I still think of what might have been

TRIANGLES

 

It’s so good to be loved

To be essential to someone

To be the breath of their life

The beat in their heart

The fire in their blood

Seeing love in their eyes

Knowing you are the one

Being in their every thought

It’s so good to be loved

Except when you love another

EMPTY

 

The empty ache of loneliness

A hollow emptiness

A desperate want

For their caress

To fill the void

Left by invisibility

Butterflies flutter

When you meet their gaze

Knees weaken, just for a second

As they brush past

Then light-headedness

When you smell their scent

Then later

In the quiet of the night

The empty void of want

Loins aching for them

Then hollow emptiness

The constant companion

The loneliness

Of unrequited love