In Coversation With Love

she smiles sweetly i fall completely down down down i start to drown! ‘but what is this, a dark abyss?’ "no it’s not” comes from above “this my friend is what’s called Love ‘Love?’ i say ‘but what is that? come on down and we’ll have a chat’ "down I cannot come today, for it’s up here that I must stay” ‘tell me then; why am i here? on that matter i am not clear’ 'you” says it 'are here because someone’s dropped you into my jaws” ‘but’ i ask ‘who are you then?’ it sighs and says: “well, let’s begin” “Love is what most call Me, others say 'a warm fuzzy’ joy some say and also hope I make men cry and girls elope I bring smiles and laughter to all that I see but I also bring sadness and pure misery all things that are are touched by Me if not for Me no life would be I am why babies breathe I am why bosoms heave I am why songs are made I am why nothing fades memories live on because I am here I can make or take away your fears” 'am i correct then if i say that someone’s made me feel this way?’ i ask up to that voice above the one that refers to itself as Love "yes, that’s right” it calls down “through Me to someone you are bound” 'why’ i ask ‘have i been so cursed? i wish for this thing to be reversed i asked not to be or feel this way so take me back to yesterday!’ “I am affraid to say that I cannot do, to try to forget is completely up to you” ‘what do you mean: “that I cannot do” ? is this condition not because of you? did you not make me feel this way?’ i ask now in complete disarray “t’was not I that tripped you into Me instead I assume some pretty young lady? or even a boy if you’re that way inclined” and i’m sure there was a smirk concealed behind that line ‘well there is one girl that might’ve caused this drastic change in my life. she’s gorgeous and funny never asks for money and i could even see her as my wife. but even though this might be so it does not mean i’ve agreed. i’ve not signed my name on any dotted line and i’ve seen neither contract nor deed! so i say take away all these thoughts in my head, of a house and a baby and only one lady with which i may share my bed. come, help me now and soothe my fears, assure me that none of these things will appear’ “what ‘things’ are those that you speak of?” it asks in that otherworldy voice “surely you’ve never felt this good even though it’s not by choice. you must agree that in Me to be is a wondrous way to feel. alive with life, bubbling with breath, so good it’s almost unreal!” 'i refer to what you said to me about misery, sadness and pain. i cannot see why i should go through all this as there is nothing i would possibly gain. why would i choose to hurt myself in the ways that you’ve described? are you now after that whole spiel going to offer me a bribe? to choose to go through emotional hell it’d have to be something good. maybe a Porsche or a house on the beach or to be a lead singer in a rock group!’ it laughed and said: 'i'd not bribe you to stay in Me it is wholly your choice” and i detected another of those irritating smirks smothering that voice ‘so you mean to say i can fall out of you at any moment i choose? well, if that’s the case, then why the hell not? i guess i have nothing to lose!’ so ended my first conversation with Love one of many to come as after that day we spoke often indeed and slowly became great chums and as i now wander down memory lane i cannot seem to recall any of the pain that so filled me with fear as i've since had a jol! yes my life has turned 180 degrees since that fateful day i'm 'alive with life' 'bubbling with breath'! i'm truly happy and gay!! no, no, not the same gay as Love had implied (i've done many things in my life but that i've never tried) you see, i am gay as in: 'happy as can be' for the lady that first made me love has returned my love you see