a dear friend asked just yesterday
how does your marriage last
thirty years and counting, friend
would have to challenge even the best
two words said i
that's all it takes
“making love” a marriage makes
but please consider my definition
before you reach the wrong conclusion
they call it making love
but when synonymous with
one night stand
a party grand…
really?
inflicts only a world of hurt
a soul bruised and burnt
call it what you want
but for certainty
love making it is not
you may disagree with me
but you’ll not disagree with this
the objectification of
our dear and fairer gender
never built a civilization
a community
or a family
only a heartache
love making then is work
love making begins
by dating those we love
not just for the win
but for life
more parts are we
than only one
love making it cannot be
until all three
a body undressed
a soul vulnerable
a spirit transparent
are undone completely
love making
the complete package
the whole enchilada
it’s a full meal deal
and inseparable from
talking
walking
working
calling
sending cards
touching
cuddling
holding hands
tender whispers
kissing softly
hugging gently
need i go on?
because when done right
amazing are the nights
but oh, even so much more
are the days,
the months
and the years!
now...
go make love!
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 1:37 AM UTC
a dear friend asked just yesterday
how does your marriage last
thirty years and counting, friend
would have to challenge even the best
two words said i
that's all it takes
“making love” a marriage makes
but please consider my definition
before you reach the wrong conclusion
they call it making love
but when synonymous with
one night stand
a party grand…
really?
inflicts only a world of hurt
a soul bruised and burnt
call it what you want
but for certainty
love making it is not
you may disagree with me
but you’ll not disagree with this
the objectification of
our dear and fairer gender
never built a civilization
a community
or a family
only a heartache
love making then is work
love making begins
by dating those we love
not just for the win
but for life
more parts are we
than only one
love making it cannot be
until all three
a body undressed
a soul vulnerable
a spirit transparent
are undone completely
love making
the complete package
the whole enchilada
it’s a full meal deal
and inseparable from
talking
walking
working
calling
sending cards
touching
cuddling
holding hands
tender whispers
kissing softly
hugging gently
need i go on?
because when done right
amazing are the nights
but oh, even so much more
are the days,
the months
and the years!
now...
go make love!
a couple of words added, and credited to a man with Soul!
Post Script:
to any naysayers...
please know that i know this is an opinion rendered by this writer
it does not reflect the views of the sponsors, advertisers or management of this station
furthermore, while i may feel sad for those who believe otherwise,
i neither judge nor hate anyone who calls it something different.
i merely hope to challenge those beliefs and suggest
that a less painful path lies just over yonder hillside
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