Valentine's day is one of my favorite days of the year. How can anyone let the occasion of expressing love toward other fellow human beings pass them by?
What follows are three pieces of writing that I like to think of as poems. But you, the reader, are free to think of them however your hearts wish to feel about them. They are a bouquet of love to my sweetheart, the mother of my children and my true inspiration in this journey we call life.
Writing Piece # 1:
Note: "..." indicates a pause while reading.
... to love! [by Taoufik Nadji]
People love to sing but I ...
sing to love.
You are ... the ethereal song!
People love to swing but I ...
swing to love.
You are ... the magical dance!
People love to toast but I ...
toast to love.
You are ... the heavenly drink!
People love to boast but I ...
boast to love.
You are ... the ultimate prize!
People love to marry but I ...
marry to love.
You are ... the sweetest bride!
People love to think but I ...
think to love.
You are ... the happy thoughts!
People love to live but I ...
live to love.
You are ... the selfless love!
People love to believe but I ...
believe in love.
Your love ...
My love ...
What follows are three pieces of writing that I like to think of as poems. But you, the reader, are free to think of them however your hearts wish to feel about them. They are a bouquet of love to my sweetheart, the mother of my children and my true inspiration in this journey we call life.
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Writing Piece # 1:
Note: "..." indicates a pause while reading.
... to love! [by Taoufik Nadji]
People love to sing but I ...
sing to love.
You are ... the ethereal song!
People love to swing but I ...
swing to love.
You are ... the magical dance!
People love to toast but I ...
toast to love.
You are ... the heavenly drink!
People love to boast but I ...
boast to love.
You are ... the ultimate prize!
People love to marry but I ...
marry to love.
You are ... the sweetest bride!
People love to think but I ...
think to love.
You are ... the happy thoughts!
People love to live but I ...
live to love.
You are ... the selfless love!
People love to believe but I ...
believe in love.
Your love ...
My love ...
Our love ...
The eternal sweet love!
Writing Piece # 2:
L . O . V . E [by Taoufik Nadji]
By the atoms that make you and me,
By the cells that shape you and me,
By the spirits that run through you and me,
By the thoughts that tickle the imagination within you and me,
By the nights that cover and shelter humanity and ... you and me,
By the days that expose and breathe a new life into you and me,
By the moonshines that erase the darkness for you and me,
By the sun rays that caress the bodies of you and me,
By the feelings of longing that warm the hearts of you and me,
Writing Piece # 2:
L . O . V . E [by Taoufik Nadji]
By the atoms that make you and me,
By the cells that shape you and me,
By the spirits that run through you and me,
By the thoughts that tickle the imagination within you and me,
By the nights that cover and shelter humanity and ... you and me,
By the days that expose and breathe a new life into you and me,
By the moonshines that erase the darkness for you and me,
By the sun rays that caress the bodies of you and me,
By the feelings of longing that warm the hearts of you and me,
I learned only one language,
which has only four symbols.
People call them letters but I only know them as...
L . O . V . E
Writing Piece # 3:
To love you [by Taoufik Nadji]
To love you is not to set you on a pedestal above all women.
To love you [by Taoufik Nadji]
To love you is not to set you on a pedestal above all women.
Rather, it is to render all women but a likeness of you.
To love you is not to worship you as a goddess.
Rather, it is to redefine religion and to repurpose worship.
To love you is not to paint tableaus of immaculate beauty.
Rather, it is to flip the esthetics switch so that you become the embodiment of all judgments of beauty.
To love you is not to compose ecstatic music and ethereal songs.
Rather, it is to invent new notes, new rhythmic scales, and new melodies that self-configure in never before sung tongs and never before heard nusic.
To love you is not to dream of you as a princess or to bow to you as a queen.
Rather, it is to come to the realization that you are the kingdom, the subjects, and the very edifice of what makes them all together a nation, a people, a universe.
To love you is not to have my poor beating heart ache whenever I see you, I hear your voice, or just be near you.
Rather, it is to accept the mere fact that you become the very heart of mine that incessantly beats to the tune you fashioned, to the rhythm you set, and to the cadence that only you are able to conjure up.
So, to love you sweetheart is beyond comprehension, beyond description, beyond me, beyond you, beyond what-when-where, and above all beyond the why!?
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Thank you for taking the time to read these three pieces of writing dedicated to love and Happy Valentine's Day to you and to all the ones you love!
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