- Non-Erotic Poetry
- falling from grace
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Click hereshe loves me
she loves me not
Head over heels?
Not I.
Ass over tea kettle
fits better.
I've no grace,
least of all with love.
she loves me
she loves me not
I've seen those women
radiant with love.
Walking talking hurricane
lamps casting arcs
of warmth from within.
Bitches.
she loves me
she loves me not
I stumble, tumble
awkward
and childish
and usually fall
on my ass.
And yet, somehow
she loves me.
Inspired by the painting "Breeze Shouldered Memories" by artist Terry Rentzepis. Please see the February Poem Contest thread for more information.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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Maria2394almost 19 years agosomehow, dear sweet gosling, I missed this when it was first posted., excellent work, Minsue, loved it :)
Honey123about 19 years agoYour words ring true in this poem. How foolish we seem to ourselves and yet, those who love us seem to ignore it and love us more...
~Honey
LadyJeanneabout 19 years agoand wondrous, and powerfully evocative. Sometimes we get romance right despite ourselves. Thanks, Min. LJ
