Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Love dot dot dot

UntitledLove is a many splendid thing,
Love, lifts us up where we belong, all we need is Love!

Just take a moment to remember those who love, are loved, and give love in return.
As the cliche goes...

But in truth, truly, and in belief,
in myth, fantasy, and in science for that matter, Love is a many splendid thing.
If Love makes you cry, laugh, scream, pray, or meditate.
Stutter or stammer
Blush or mumble
If you, when Love tickles your heart of hearts,
if you feel something. Anything at all,
that's the splendid thing, really.

It's not the postcards or the Valentines,
the love letters or the cute fridge notes,
the beauty of Love is, it is what it is.
It's a Prima Dona, a high-horsed Diva,
a photogenic beauty queen.

It's a big voice trapped in a little body
it's the butterflies that make you sick.
Love is really, what you make of it.

Your Love is not my Love,
This Love is not their Love.
Silver Lining
What makes Love,
(and truly, what makes anything, really)
is the fact that it exists at all.
It's superficial, musculoskeletal,
and metaphysical existence is reason enough to believe.
It's here baby,
and it's here to stay.