Riffing on Love

Love,

a sweaty promise in the night

to still be there in the morning

because this is different,

a possibility

that may not pay off

but always a bet worth taking.

What does it mean to say 

i love you?

my heart is yours?

your love is mine?

why do we run 

from that we seek,

from those three little words?

some run from it
some run to it

commit to it

promise it

proclaim it

even Hallmark card it

but until you say it 

I hold my breath

that you'll one day say it

that you'll one day feel it.

Just Say It!

…and when you do

the walls come down

and there
two hearts 

staring at each other 

for the first time

naked

exposed

alive with excitement

now

we've put a word to it

and there it is

breathe now

breathe it in

let it flow through you

you've found what you were looking for

that beating heart in your hands

cherish it

praise it

hold it close

hold it near your tender heart

feel it strengthen you

it beats, glows, yearns when we're apart

until reunion bliss smothers us

once again.

The greatest gift 

realized

lucky you

there is nothing like this

ever,

with all emotions at their peak

nothing compares,

this is love

this is love

this is love

and dance

and sing

and laugh

and beam with pride

and smile.

No wonder we love 

and love this so,

the completion

of me

makes us,

Love Dance,

love is a dance

learn the dance

study it

always moving 

and yes

we'll step on each other's toes

inevitable
don't worry

keep moving

and smile

at the jazz dance of love

keep moving

keep me close
and we'll be fine

you and I

we can do this

because

well

you know.

written with minimal edit while listening to Bill Evans solo piano and the dog was sleeping....

Ken Owen    Van Niddy Press   November 2013