Shall I, shan't I? The question so occupies my mind, I've tasted love sweet like nector from the gods that no earthly drug could scarce compare, I was inspired by its allure, surfed foamy crest of seventh wave, touched twinkling stars, my zest unbridled, her kiss the fuel of my desire
But that was then and this is now, prisoner of my undoing let not a priceless gift take second place to one's own hubris pride, even the deepest well if overused, is destined to one day run dry, as now I sit in contemplation has life passed me by?
And yet not bereft of hope, a chink of light pierces my gloom another so radiant, so ravishing, walks by and I'm drawn like moth to light, rejection yes a bitter pill, yet to wallow in dreams of yesterday serves further to addle present indifference...
So I must grasp the nettle and should it sting, well at least consoled, resigned I gave it my best try... For life without love, surefire recipe to curl up, close eyes, and die!
I can’t contemplate what it must be to go through life, never having loved. A poet once told me he had never been in love. Wow I thought, poor you. I am always reminded of that old saying:
It is better to have loved and lost than never loved at all. I reckon if there is a chink of light it is worth taking a risk.
Very much enjoyed my visit here Tom. A delight to read you.
Dear Tom
if you let the first love bite the the dust, don’t fret about it, life is too short, and everyone needs love, so don’t be foolish and let the next one slip by….go for it…. pleasure is the best medicine in the world… and so is love!
warmly, B
Well, as someone who tossed the coin and it came up "shant" I can tell you for a fact that your line was right on the tracks with "curl up, close eyes" but I didn't die!
Instead, I felt happiness and comfort at dropping the pretence of that particular game, and a game it indeed is. Now if I'm out for a meal I no longer worry about making a good impression and think more along the lines of "I hope this is worth getting dressed up for" and "I hope she isn't one of those fussy ones who like to make a show of sending the food back and is oblivious to what the kitchen staff do with her food when she does!"
Love is indeed a quandary and I fully expect to be pondering it as my last breath is taken, but no more so than wishing I'd ordered the caramel chocolate dessert than the cheesecake!
😃
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A most knowledgeable review of similiar mindsets, thank you Lorry!
I sit in this same comtemplation...But have loved many times and gained from those loves, even though I now sit by myself...I have those memories good and bad...but ones I "shan't" let go of ever.
Nicely done, Tom,
j.
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Thank you Jacob, so pleased to know we sing from the same hymn sheet ref this one!
A priceless gift and poem you share with us Tom. You tasted love. You cherished love. You embraced love. The gift that keeps on giving.
Keep the hope alive. Keep the fire burning.