the romance of a quiet night,
sitting by the fireplace,
a hard day's work done,
silence wraps my soul warm and snug,
no need unfilled,
my solitude becomes rapture,
as I look outside my windowpane,
a winter's softened snowflake falls,
the crackling of the fireplace calls,
i am wrapped in utter serenity,
and am enthralled in it all.
© 2013
Author's Notes/Comments:
romance. it is only as big as you want it to be. it is everywhere you look if you have the eyes to see it, and not only something we share with someone in a love relationship, although when shared in a love relationship, it makes the relationship more abundant if there is too, plenty of balance.
it is.......an essence, a mood, a rapture, a tone....a subtle gentle whisper than caudles the heart from a place unknown and of unconcern at the moment it is experienced by the person who creates the romantic moment, shared or unshared.
On romantic love ♥
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
~ Captain Corelli's Mandolin~
;-)
I love the poem! I had a different read on it, but that shows the level of artistry ;-)
How true yet for me it is different.
How true yet for me it is a little different. romance has an air of unusualness and very quiet still moments pricked by high drama... romance requires effort and sacrifice and the dire reverent worship of those moments of sincere connectedness.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
yes...different for everyone.
yes...different for everyone. to me that is unnecessary drama sought by those with a thirst for it. we create our own, and why falling in love is something any fool can do, but loving is rare.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "