Thursday, June 4, 2009

To love or not to...

He told me that I had never loved him. He who was once my lover for whom I begged and crawled, down on my knees. I was puzzled at first. I used to cook romantic dinners for him with whipped cream over fresh strawberries at candlelight. I read Plato (complete and unabridged)because he told me to (read it). I dreamt him with such intensity that I compelled his materialization in front of me.

When I visit, you always remember to ask charmingly if I would like a glass of juice or something else. Since you are sick in bed, I have to go down to your kitchen and serve myself. And by the time I reach your room’s door I always remember to turn and ask if you'd like something from the kitchen too.


He was right.
However, you are not my lover.
Note:

More opposites at readwritepoem #77

12 comments:

Phil Thrift said...

Love is complicated; and elusive. Is it a selfless thing, or is it selfish?

gautami tripathy said...

Love is so complex..

strings cross with wires

Annamari said...

Phil,
that is a very good question.

Gautami,
you are so right...

Paul said...

That is perfectly enigmatic piece of writing for such an enigmatic topic. It reads just beautifully.

Annamari said...

I think this needs edited, because it is really no enigma ...I stressed the distinction between to love and to be inlove previously, this is just a variation on the same theme...

Nathan said...

I love the way you capture that moment of turning the doorway -- a beautiful detail.

Annamari said...

Nathan,

thank you

Julie said...

I love it. This is a beautiful read. I was also struck by the turning in the doorway. You portray the opposites in a very powerful way.

James said...

I love the way this flows from something that feels dreamlike and romantic to something more grounded in the everyday. Nice.

Annamari said...

Julie,
I really, really tried on that imagine -so I am glad both you and Nathan liked it
James,
It should flow just like that in real life -I imagine. And without the contrast between "him" , that I had been in love with, and "you" that I love but I am not in love with...

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

Hrm. Intriguing. This makes me want to know what happened before.

Annamari said...

Nicole,

I think each of us can find the story that was before finding you, that one I love but I am not in love with...
Maybe, you are an estranged childhood friend, or cousin we had rediscovered.