old love, new love

casper leblanccasper leblanc Posts: 1,246
edited February 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My buddy is in love.
REALLY in love.
He's in new love.
He's walking on clouds,
pink and fluffy clouds.
I think he even looks pink.
And fluffy.
I have to admit,
I envy him.
I'm also in love.
I've been so for over ten years now.
I used to walk on clouds,
but that's just a sweet memory.
I - we - still walk in country fields
and on the beach.
And we're in love.
REALLY in love.
But the fluffy clouds are gone
and they're never coming back.
They can't,
no matter what anyone claims.
We've gone through too much together
for such a silly thing as pink clouds
to ever come our way again.
And that's okay.
Love evolves.
Love turned around is part of evol-ve.
In that manner, old love always becomes new love,
just not fluffy pink and cloudy love.
Old love, new love, old love, new love.
Real love.
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Comments

  • :):) Smiling from ear to ear, pearlwax. This is SO utterly adorable! Hooray for REAL LOVE! :):)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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