The word today is 'EROS' : dictionary.com
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But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
ReplyDeleteIt is the east, and Juliet is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand:
O! that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek.
O! speak again, bright angel; for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o’er my head,
As is a winged messenger of heaven
O! be some other name:
What’s in a name? that which we call EROS
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name;
And for that name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
Taking some liberty here. Crazy, short, lyrics. :)[> The Rose]
ReplyDeleteSome say love, it is a parent
that frowns at a tender deed.
Some say love it is a rodent
that bites until you bleed.
Some say love it is a desire
to mate until you sire
I say love is a Martini
with passion in a bikini.
It's the sun tired of shining
that draws the curtains shut
It's the glass afraid of breaking
waiting near the cold punch jug.
It's the kiss from frozen lips
tasting of sweet red wine.
And the bowl of potato chips
before we sit and dine
When the day has been too lonely
this 14th of February.
When no card has come in the mail,
When Eros tries, to no avail.
Just remember the Martini
the glass, and the bikini.
Get online
for a quick escape,
there you'll find
perfect love on tape.
Psyche caused Eros pain,
ReplyDeleteBecause she was so vain.
Until a cousin named Cupid,
Called him stupid;
He knew there was no more to gain.
My Shy Valentine '
ReplyDeletesince several years back every Valentines Day wherever i may be; a dozen long stemmed RED RED ROSES are delivered to my home; or office or whichever part of the country/ world i may be.
signed " your secret admirer "
sigh! . is he for real - up to when till
he'll divulge himself? the roses are lovely , i wouldn't mind chocolates too... he he he.
Eros was forever young
ReplyDeleteThe fates told his mother why
Anteros was born