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Tuesday, October 27, 2015

The Things I Love the Most Are Not Things (for Anita)

You don’t need to
write me a poem,
or pen me a song,
or bring me a fist full
of fresh picked daisies.

A mountain of possessions
will not persuade me,
nor will a watertight argument
convince me to your side.

The things I love the most
are not things,

so bring me your passion,
long for me in your breast,
swaddle me in gold compassion.

Your joyful laughter,
your melody
sweet and true,
is the dream
from which
I never hope
to awaken.

Written in response:

29 comments:

  1. This is so beautiful, and you are so right, it's always the music, never the things. Love that ending!

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    1. Thanks, I love that music is ephemeral.

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  2. This is lovely.. how can anyone resist something like this... laughter before things.. the glitter of eyes before the sparkling of diamonds.

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    1. Thanks, and I used to value so many more lesser things.

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  3. What a lovely love letter ~ I specially love this part:

    so bring me your passion,
    long for me in your breast,
    swaddle me in gold compassion.

    Good one Mosk ~

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    1. Thanks, I am torn between using the word breast or bosom. Oh well.

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    2. Eww, leave breast in there. Bosom is such a weird-sounding word. :)

      Beautiful poem.

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  4. Beautifully expressed. It is NOT the things but the love that matters in the end!

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  5. Beautiful love poem, Buddah. That loving response so far surpasses any "thing" a loved one can give us.

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    1. Thanks, and yes, the gift is not the thing, but rather the thought, the idea, the impulse behind the thing.

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  6. Such a touching poem.. indeed love surpasses all :)

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  7. Now that is sweet. That is what will keep love glowing.

    Gayle ~

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    1. Thanks and I love the word "glowing".

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  8. Ah.. modern
    'science' suggests
    now there are five
    Languages of Love..
    gifts.. acts of service..
    touch.. quality
    time..
    and
    words of
    affirmation..
    with not all
    folks speaking
    the same language..
    gifts are just not a
    part of my
    language
    either..
    giving
    or receiving..
    as far as
    concrete
    stuff goes..
    but the other
    four i speak..
    and learn
    to expect
    ZERO IN
    RETURN..
    and that is the
    6th language
    of Love.. Agape
    Altruistic
    Unconditional
    Human Love..
    as the
    human
    world
    turns.:)

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    1. Thanks, and I couldn't have said it better myself.

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  9. How lovely it is to share such great moments sensuously beautiful and rare. Great lines Mosk!

    Hank

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    1. Thanks, Hank. Yes, I am lucky I found her.

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  10. Really beautiful, Mosk.

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    1. Thanks, MZ. Yes, she who inspired this is.

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  11. Truly beautiful.

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  12. Ah, love. The true kind. My kids once gave me a gift box that had "The best things in life aren't things" printed on it. I still have it. Lovely, Mosk~

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    1. Thanks, and yes, as St. Exupery wrote "what is essential is invisible to the eye."

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  13. Aww. Sweetness itself.

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    1. Thanks, consider it a pre-Halloween sweet.

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