Romance – Page 21 – Word Smith Wisdom

Searching For Love

Searching For Love

I fall in love every day, just a little bit.

Always with someone new.

I have only been looking for a fit.

Someone perfect,—- just like you.

It sounds fickle and a little conceited.

But, you are getting the wrong idea.

You see, it’s not all completed.

My plans—- for when I see ya.

I need someone who thinks like me.

Someone who wants the best.

Someone who always thinks free.

That person will pass my test.

What kind of test is that, you ask?

The quest to find a soulmate.

To find a love that will last.

Not one who is crow bate.

Call me a little bit odd.

Eccentric, is a word I hear alot.

I want a love approved by God.

A love that will fill the spot.

The one left when I made a wrong choice.

My love was true, but hers failed.

The disaster that followed can’t be voiced.

That’s what started me down this trail.

I keep searching for that ‘special’ one.

I know others are searching too.

Once found, there is no end to fun.

Neither of us will feel like a fool.

It is only a matter of prayer and time.

The right door will be opened to me.

I have faith I always keep in mind.

Once it happens, then all will see.—–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Natural Love

Natural Love

Think of a love that flows.

It starts from a source.

Like how a river grows.

It gets bigger every day.

Like a river that’s on its way.

Sure, there are rough spots.

Like rapids along a rivers plot.

There are smooth, pleasant stretches.

Like a river without vexes.

It becomes strong as it flows along.

Like a river flowing strong.

It is a source of pleasure for others too.

Like a river raft trip for me and you.

It will come to a natural end.

Like a river, when, into the sea, it blends.

The love will then be all encompassing.

Like the sea. That is really something.

It is a ‘natural’ love, all for your mate.

If you both end up with this fate.

You will have heaven on earth.

The trip will be its greatest worth.

May this type of love come to you.

Then you will be in heaven on earth too.

————————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Love In Vain

Love In Vain

The table is set & dinner is ready.

The kids are staying with friends.

They are spending the night at Eddie’s.

I can’t wait for this evening to begin.

I patiently wait, but you don’t show.

This is our chance to make amends.

Another chance to make it a go.

To, finally be real,—- no pretends.

The dinner is being kept warm.

It is getting later by the hour.

My heart is slowly being torn.

It is wilting—- like a flower.

Must this night be ruined before it begins.

Like so many others before this.

This was going to be our time to make amends.

Instead, our relationship is sinking, like a ship.

I don’t want it to end this way.

I didn’t want it to end at all.

But, if you’ve found someone else for play.

I see the handwriting on the wall.

It looks like another night for my tears to fall.

It’s way too late. I put the dinner away.

I couldn’t eat.—- My heart wasn’t it.

I lie in bed, but I am wide awake.

My good mood is gone. I feel like s—t.

Finally, I hear you come in.

You slowly come up the stairs.

You smell of cigarettes and gin.

Tell your excuses to someone who cares.

I turn over and don’t say a thing.

You get undressed & slip into bed.

Soon, I hear your snores as they ring.

Then, the tears start falling from my head.

Must this night be ruined before it begins.

Like so many others before this.

This was going to be our time to make amends.

Instead, our relationship is sinking, like a ship.

I don’t want it to end this way.

I don’t want it to end at all.

But, if you’ve found someone else for play.

I see the handwriting on the wall.

It looks like another night my tears will fall.

————————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Everlasting Love

Everlasting Love

There was a time when fairies danced.

A time when Pixies had romance.

A time when unicorns ran free.

A time before there was you and me.

A time when magic was used to rule.

A time when dragons were really cool.

A time of wizards and dungeons.

A time of elves and munchkins.

A time of centaurs and dwarfs.

A time of mermaids and banshees, of course.

A magical world of witches and spells.

A time when, under bridges, trolls dwelled.

But, this time has come and gone.

Now called fiction & fantasy, along

with stories of knights in shining armor.

That time didn’t last for eternity.

Like the love you have for me.

We have the magic of love .

The blessings from God above.

Let our time go down in history.

Let it be known, it wasn’t a fantasy.

It was real and goes on and on.

Even though we may, eventually, be gone.

We will exist for eternity.

You, me, and God makes three.—-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Love Glow

Love Glow

I want to see you glow.

I want you to steal the show.

The more things change,

the more they shine.

I want to hear

that you are mine.

The change in you

will make you glow.

When you’re in love

everyone will know.

Then you can shine, shine, shine.

Tell the world that you are mine.

I don’t care how many know.

For me, you are the only show.

I want to see you grow.

Let this new love of yours show.

The changes now have just begun.

Soon you will sparkle.

Then, I will know.

You’re love, I have won.

Like a rainbow,

all aglow.

Everyone will know.

You love your beau.

Then you can shine, shine, shine.

Tell the world that you are mine.

I don’t care how many know.

For me, you are the only show.———R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Tomorrow’s game will be done a different way.
There will be changes that are here to stay.
A I will require different rules.
Privacy is out. An automatic loose.
Androids, cyborgs, and humans too.
Will there be any chance for you?
Sex with a robot will be an extreme.
Much more pleasurable than it would seem.
Who says one life style is better than another?
Will a long black tube be your mother?
Someone of today’s mind thought won’t fit in.
It will be hard to tell what is and isn’t sin.
Science fiction is what you say.
Let’s hope you won’t live to see that day.——R.W. Johnson—–(2019)

No Man Is An Island

No man Is An Island

Emotions are like a killer disease.

From the inside out, ripping you apart.

Destroying all that you are with ease.

It starts working first in the heart.

The seat of all your strong emotions.

Like love, desire, and admiration.

Nothing helps. No kind of lotions.

Nor, anything you do in desperation.

You are a rock. You are an island.

A rock feels no pain, & an island never cries.

Like the song by Paul Simon.

But, this also means he never tries.

The disease has reached his brain.

It is doing its deceitful work.

At this stage, he feels no pain.

He has totally withdrawn, like a jerk.

He can no longer function in society.

He has withdrawn all contact.

Don’t say you have your books

and poetry to protect you.

You should say you’re goose is cooked.

If what you say were really true,

you would not have a problem.

Man is meant to be a social animal.

Your soul is distorting, like a goblin.

Becoming a microbe, instead of a mammal.

You need to swallow your pride.

You need to harden your heart.

You need to go forth, a new man inside.

Time for you to make a new start.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Heart Resuscitation

Heart Resuscitation

Let me take you to a cold, black place.

Don’t worry, we’ll go at your pace.

A place that’s shriveled and dead.

No, it’s not a place in my head.

Your beauty will light up the place.

Warmth from you will fill the space.

Warmth from your kindness and

understanding. A real man

would blossom with the touch of it.

It will revive something that won’t quit.

Love would be reborn & thrive.

Like the Phoenix, it would raise

and grow, encompassing us both.

It would be like waking a ghost.

Love, long dead from a tragic past.

Would thrive again, & this time last.

Yes, the cold, black place is my heart.

In my past,—- it was torn apart.

Crushed,—- and presumed dead.

That was until you got into my head.

Please, help me put her out of my heart.

Then, you’ll have me & we will never part.

———————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Love That Brings Change

Love That Brings Change

What does it mean when the sky turns brown?

When people’s smiles turn into a frown?

When birds stop singing and fly away?

When you get more angry with everything I say?

What does it mean when sweets are bitter?

When a winner soon becomes a quitter.?

When hot air balloon rides are no longer fun?

When we are back to where we have begun?

Why am I wrong to insist that I am right?

To scream & holler when all are uptight?

To act like an ass while in a museum?

To make everyone there feel like leaving?

Have I stepped over some unseen bounds?

Maybe, played the part of an insane clown?

Maybe came completely unglued?

Maybe, acted like a spoiled prude?

It seems I have done all this and more.

Now, I am no longer welcome at your door.

I have embarrassed you in front of your friends.

There is no quicker way to bring on an end.

What can I say and what can I do?

I am still madly in love with you.

I need a attitude adjustment and more.

Till I can no longer pick myself up off the floor.

Yet, it is a fact of life. Love brings heartache and strife.

Much of it brought on by my own actions in life.

I admit, I need to step back and take a look at myself.

Try to understand how other people have felt.

I love you with an undying love from the heart.

But, I sabotage it and rip it apart.

I am a winner who can never really win.

I will screw myself over before the end.

It is wise to learn from your mistakes.

I just hope and pray I am not too late.

It won’t be easy, but I will look in the mirror.

Then say “You will change, or die alone, I fear.”

————————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Fantasy Love

Fantasy Love

I’m hidden away in a secret place.

It is in my mind where there is no trace.

No trace that I have even visited.

No one gets in unless listed.

Currently, there is only me on that list.

This fortress of solitude exists.

It is only for me to use.

I escape all my stress and choose

to be by myself in solitude.

What is this? Something scratching at the door.

How did this happen? It’s never happened before.

It is you wanting to be let in.

My resistance is wearing thin.

If I let you in it could destroy me.

You could be the Kryptonite to my powers that be.

It is a gamble to my very existence.

To comply would be to drop all resistance.

Let you romp freely through my mind.

With no dead ends of any kind.

This would create a bond.

Stronger than any magic wand.

The two of us would be as one.

Provided you share with me some.

Open up your mind to me.

Let me wander and be free.

Maybe I will find the love there.

That, in my mind, is everywhere.

The love I have for you.

Do you have the same for me too?

I see it now.— It is there.

We are off to all we can bare.

To a land beyond the sea.

Beyond the stars, just you and me.

We will sail the river of hope.

Laughing and singing , I give you a poke.

Just a light tap in fun.

Then we will be on the run.

Jumping from one giant mushroom to another.

Just having fun. So much in love with each other.

Finally, we will return to the fortress of solitude.

A new one, not created for a multitude.

But, created for only you and I.

No one else can ever pry.

All I need is you and you alone.

You feel the same about me, you’ve shown.

There we will stay in ecstasy

Till we go again to the world created for only you and me.

—————————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2015)

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