My Love

My love is not an I, I, I
It’s a you, you, you
An us, us, us.

My love cannot be put to bed
It never closes its eyes
It never sleeps—can’t be laid to rest.

My love cannot ungrow
It’s for all seasons
Blossoms in the sunshine and the moonlight.

My love is an “original goodness”
A remembered dream
That which can resuscitate a heart.

37 comments on “My Love

  1. yassy says:

    Very nice .. , Benjamin.. bravo

  2. Lia says:

    Oh wow. So beautifully expressed. Yes. I feel something like this, about love, too. Love is an “original goodness,” a source we all come from, a god particle that grows, golden, warm; and has the power to “resuscitate.”
    Such careful and caring construction in the verses, in your poetry. A slow-blooming pleasure to read; a quiet delight.

  3. Secrets says:

    Lovely piece Ben, but that last stanza is just the icing on the cake 👏

  4. wardah says:

    “A remembered dream
    That which can resuscitate a heart.”
    This is absolutely beautiful, Benjamin! True love is the kind that brings life and light especially in the darkest times. Amazingly penned!

    • bejamin4 says:

      Yes, true love. Sometimes we make the mistake of not realizing there is a wrong way to love. True love, however, “is the stuff that dreams are made of” and they are the best reality, also, I believe. And you’re right: that kind of loves shines like a million suns. Thanks a lot!

  5. Love becomes so much more beautiful when it is about us !!

  6. Wow. That’s quite a case you’ve built up your love…🤜🤛…I’m sure it will melt hearts… Awesome…🙏🙌🙏

  7. “that which can resuscitate a heart”
    So beautiful! Ahhh, your writing makes me believe in true love.

  8. Diana says:

    Simple and subtle🙂

  9. Savs says:

    Beautifully written 👌👌

  10. Anonymous says:

    Hey Benjamin, nominated you for the Mystery Blogger Award! I’d love it if you participated. My post is here: https://silentsilverytears.wordpress.com/2020/09/22/mystery-blogger-award/

  11. vintageblack says:

    This is really beautiful Benjamin 🙂

  12. “My love cannot ungrow”
    Lovely, lovely.

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