When we would often ask
why we loved each other,
the usual items on my list were there.
Her melancholy for the brevity of shooting stars.
And wandering out to greet the rain at first light
as it begins its release from the night.
But the best explanation, we both agreed,
was that there didn’t need to be
any specific reason at all.
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Funny...
you should say that. I had a sort of conversation about that just recently. I was speaking with a friend, who said; "I know my wife loves me." I said, Because? and he said that it was how she looked at him. "Her face softens up, I see the little half-smile on her lips, and... And does she know that you know? "Yeah, because she says I get this dopey look on my face." "it's like we fall in love again, all the time." Your title is good, the language equally so. I generally am not a big romanticist, but the theme caught me up and when they decide that there doesn't need to be any reason at all... Nice job, all the way around! ~ Geez.
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Thanks for sharing your
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on this piece Geez. I trend as a romantisist, but I find the biggest challenge with this type of poetry is to not let it be too smarmy, cliche, or just plain relentlessly sugary, if that makes sense. Thanks again sir!
Cheers
An Impossible Task
It is an impossible task to try to enumerate the reasons for love. The list would be the same if asked to enumerate all the aspects of a personality, for it is the personality that is the reason for love. So, as the last verse states:
But the best explanation, we both agreed,
was that there didn’t need to be
any specific reason at all.