Not a Love Song: A Poem

This is not a love song
Sung sweetly in your ear
Embracing you like light
Under your skin
Shining out like fire
Until it is extinguished

This is not a missive dear
Flung from highest cloud
To lie prostrate at your feet
Submissive to your will
Consistent and consisting
Of modern fairy tales

This is not a wondrous cliché
Thought up to impress you
Or to cause a muted sigh
Carefully crafted
From beauty forlorn
And tossed into the wind

This is not a demure poem
Written in vapid tones
Plucking your heart strings
Like a harp in bloom
Scintillating in its subtlety
Or a creative lack thereof

This is not a kismet kiss
Not the mating of two souls
Nor the heating of the sun
As it shines upon us fair
Caressing in its warmth
Possessive in its claim

This is not a love song
And yet it feels like one
In its simplicity and scope
And in its clean, clear lines
But it’s not a love song
Unless it’s sung for you.

Sam