April 15, 2013

Love Resembled




A beautiful morning led them up the hill 
     grasping on to each other with hope and free will

Above and below the air still swept away 
     those lurid confessions in kisses astray

Spring in the hillside afresh with warm shower
     sitting there mustering courage for hours 

They sat at the pinnacle, stared at the clouds
     as human-race road signs point to disallow 

A union of passion, alikeness of kin 
     soaring with empathy outside and in 

No hidden agenda, no different to those 
     who'll take an exception when lovers' disclose

Veins tainted golden, beats missing that thud 
   it's cruel when a love-line flows with the same blood 

Yet her lips taste so sweet with the freshest of pout 
     how can stomachs and hearts change to urns of doubt?  

Hiding no option, doing no wrong 
     so cruel when a streak tugs the heartstrings along

Let them see it for better, feel it for worse 
     no splitting asunder or shame for this curse  

Such sooth silky pollen, when a rose from its dozen
       bear thorns deep and downwards and carves the word 'cousin'. 

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17 comments:

Jon said...

A very delightful reminder that it's spring and love is in the air.

Kissing cousin, indeed.....they're probably from Texas.....

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Or Kentucky....

Doctor FTSE said...

Lovely rhyming couplets. A rare form these days.

Trellissimo said...

soaring with empathy outside and in

The best kind of relationship!

Jinksy said...

But in some cultures, marrying cousins is normal...

Helen said...

I always look forward to your Magpie treats ~~ love it!

The Write Girl said...

Beautiful, passionate love. Will these cousins continue their springtime romance?

Pat Hatt said...

Look at you go as the rhyme does flow and such a lovey dovey in the air, springing without a care.

Other Mary said...

Ooooh...that sounds a bit like Arkansas. (Just kidding..er...sort of) ;-)

Rick Watson said...

Very nice.

Silent Otto said...

So well written and alive, Mario Puzo would be proud !

Tess Kincaid said...

I especially like the notion of stomachs and hearts as urns of doubt...

Friko said...

How sad, perhaps they should explore their paternity a bit more closely.

Nice rhymes throughout, nothing laboured about your verse.

The Blog of Bee said...

Loved the couplets. Have to say that the end took my breath away. Clever, very clever.

izzy said...

Great fun and good rhymes!

Anonymous said...

Very nice form that conceals, or reveals, a sad story. I have known a few 'cousin' romances - they were at first awkward for the people concerned, but for several couples, love triumphed over society's dictates.

susan m hinckley said...

Such an interesting take on the prompt! Nice.