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Two Love Poems for Saint Valentine's Day

Updated on January 24, 2016
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Valentine's Day has grown in popularity, much encouraged by the card, chocolate and flower industries. So, if you can't beat them, join them

What is Love, How Can Love be Defined?

What is the essence of love? It's hard to put your finger on it.

It's part chemistry, part imagination, some say it happens instantly, others that love can grow on you.

Some people never feel it, others feel it often. Some people confuse lust with love, and can't tell the difference.

Some people think you can only love one person, others that loving one person does not exclude your loving another, serially or monogamously.

William Waterhouse:  La Belle Dame sans Merci
William Waterhouse: La Belle Dame sans Merci

And, of course, as well as romantic love, there is Platonic love, and love of your family and friends

We also speak of love of food, drink, and physical items. Then there is the metaphysical love of provable things like truth, generosity and heroism, and the love of things which require an act of faith and which so far have not been scientifically proved, like angels, fairies, God and other deities.

You can't touch it, see it. smell it or hear it - what is it? LOVE of Course!

Here's the First Poem - Sleeping Around

Bad Diana!


Sleeping Around

Shall I tell you who I kissed

While we were sleeping?

I kissed the postman

When his hand came through the door

I kissed the milkman

When he stopped off on his round

I kissed the fireman

With a burning passion

Bit off more than I could chew

But as the night progressed

I dimly realized

That every man I kissed

Was really you.


© Diana Grant 13th May 2009

Broken Heart

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What are your thoughts on love? With love comes Joy, Pain, Surrender of Independence, Obligation and sometimes Loss -

Is it better to have loved and lost, or never to have loved at all?

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And here's the second poem:

E J P


If EJP

Were a key

It would unlock

The door to my heart;

If EJP

Were a lock

I would embrace

My imprisonment;

If EJP were a door

I would open it wide

And step inside.

But he is a man

Who hides in a box

I can't read his mind

Or unpick his locks

If he were a key

The key to my life

He'd be my husband

And I'd be his wife

© Diana Grant 1st March 2009

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A loving dancing couple - Dance in the City

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      Rachel Field 6 years ago

      I love the Pre-Raphaelites and love these poems too! I love this verse:

      But he is a man

      Who hides in a box

      I can't read his mind

      Or unpick his locks

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      Nancy Graham 6 years ago

      Diana: I am checking out your pages and this is the first one. I LOVE your poems here. Not everyone can write good poetry, but you can! You made a comment on my "seeing like and artist" page. I like your way of thinking.

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      Diana Grant 6 years ago from United Kingdom

      @Rachel Field: Thanks Rachel - this was just a bit of fun, but there's nothing like living with an enigma to keep you permanently guessing!

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      John Hansen 15 months ago from Queensland Australia

      These were fun poems Diana, brought a smile to my face. Very good hub for Valentine's Day. Just one question, who or what is EJP?

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      Diana Grant 14 months ago from United Kingdom

      Thanks @Jodah - EJP are (of course) the initials of my "beloved".

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