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When the one whose hand you’re holding
Is the one who holds your heart
Brother, you are home and dry
Suddenly, music is a little bit livelier
Boring comics sound a little bit funnier
Bland meals taste a little bit tastier
When you are in true love, brother
You carry smile around as if
You are paid, you carry your shoulder high
As if they are phobic of low heights
Suddenly you wonder about some wimps
Giving love a bad name, so as a self-appointed
Martyr you draw line in the sand for love’s sake
Actually, for your love’s sake
When you love the right woman,
Who loves you back, together
You add more light to the ray of the sun
No cloud shadows your love
No soothsayer dims your love
When you strike The One, brother
You have struck gold, you ditch the mine site
Off you flee with her to the moon
Together, brother, you build a love nest
Spun by respect, rounded by patience
And even if some occasional rain-drop lets in
Your warmth lasts all rain seasons
C) Lorot Salem 2011
Task: To use the opening lines of an anonymous wedding poem, “The One”
When the one whose hand you’re holding is the one who holds your heart
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Beautiful! Stop in & read True Love
Thank you for stopping by. I read True Love and had my laugh. :)
This struck a chord with me. Beautifully written and expressed.
Thank you for sharing.
The references to being warm and dry despite the storm outside the relationship are wonderful. here is mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/04/26/science-and-art/
@ Andy, I tried to toe your lines...I am your protégé.
@ Kim Nelson, thank you for reading and your kind comment. As always, I appreciate.
I so love this beautiful, warm poem.....love the opening lines, "Brother, you are home, and dry". A love poem! Salem, is there something you didnt tell me in the interview? Hee hee.
@ Sherry Blue Sky, ha ha Koko. Some confession from the grandson then. A daughter of a woman is making my heart go dum dum. Ha ha.
smart view on true love.
bless you.
Thank you so much, Jingle. Be blessed too.
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