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He Who Loves

He who loves when life is good And days pass just as they should When she drips with honey sweet... And he loves, to taste the treat When he feels, her body bare And she glows, with beauty fair When she sings blessed melody And he joins in company When warm smiles light up her face And she moves with goddess grace When joy bubbles from within And she wants his heart to win He who loves when she is well When words chime like silver bell He who loves when she gives in When asks not, if it is sin He who loves when she is young When her songs are yet unsung He who loves when skies are clear When her mind to him is dear He knows not love or what it means Nor can be loved, or so it seems. Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Red Fiery

Date: 8/26/2013 9:10:00 AM

He who loves when she gives in When asks not, if it is sin. Your Words just flows like a river Eileen. You have beauty and grace in ur writing. My thoughts are with you. You're a queen :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:31:00 PM

RED...thanks for stopping by, my dear! :) Such a sweet compliment coming from you. Your words are also very beautiful and sweet! Oh...thanks for calling me a Queen...if anything...I am a princess...as you! :)

Poet Tacito

Date: 8/26/2013 8:29:00 AM

Love me through my strengths & flaws, so I don't have to wonder if you still want to get to know all about me tomorrow. Splendid writing. Warm, inviting, & thought-provoking.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:35:00 PM

YES YES YES...that's it, Drake! This is one of the things that has been troubling me of late. Superficiality...Loving only what is pleasing, beautiful, bright...and when the beauty caves, when the bright is tinged with darkness, what what is pleasing becomes unpleasant...the love disappears like morning mist. :( No one is perfect. We all have our demons. Some are just better at hiding than others. Oh well...thanks for understanding! :)

Jack Ellison

Date: 8/26/2013 8:08:00 AM

A beautiful , charming, loving piece of poetry, my dear Miss Boop! You never disappoint... hope your day is filled with love and happiness! I think of you constantly! Warm cuddly hugs coming your way... xoxox

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:36:00 PM

Miss Beirut Betty Boop thanks you from the bottomest part of her heart! :) I'm glad that cloud passed! The sun is out! Thanks for the hugs and cuddles....happy thoughts, I hope! ;)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 8/26/2013 8:01:00 AM

So beautiful the message here...Love isn t meant to be when the sky is clear but the greatest love grows deeper with each wrinkle..every white hair to come..Through sickness and health till death do us part..Very wise Eileen.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:37:00 PM

Yes, my dear...through it all...till death do us part. It takes a commitment beyond a feeling. You are so wise...and beautiful! HUGS!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 8/26/2013 7:29:00 AM

The one who truly loves continues to see the beauty because it eminates from within. This is a very thought provoking piece.

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 8/29/2013 7:13:00 AM

Love is a verb it requires action.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:38:00 PM

True love....Love is not only a feeling, but a decision....a principle...We don't often think of that...but just go on the wings of the feelings...Yes, me included. Thanks for the post, Richard!

Kim Van Breda

Date: 8/26/2013 6:47:00 AM

Wonderful truths in this poem about love and how woman need to understand whether "He who loves" means it through unspoken gestures.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 12:39:00 PM

:) Hi, Kim...How have you been? Hope all is well! Thanks for the lovely visit! you brought smiles!

Ken Carroll

Date: 8/26/2013 4:13:00 AM

Hi Eileen, A most lovely write full of hope and truth...Thanks for visiting my works.. Regards, Ken..

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 4:15:00 AM

;) You are a fabulous poet. It was and is my pleasure to continue to read what you write.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 8/26/2013 3:36:00 AM

Echo of wisdom! Love, like the sea, either calm or turbulent, has the same depth! True love, disregards age and beauty of flesh but adores the inner beauty and real self of the person in question! Excellent, 7!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 3:40:00 AM

There is wisdom in your words, my dear poet. You are a sage, a philosopher, and a poet! What a gift! Thank you for reading my poem, and for this generous and true post. I appreciate it! :)

Russell Sivey

Date: 8/25/2013 8:07:00 PM

This write is so true, and is so very beautiful my friend! Your last two lines tell the tale quite perfectly! I really enjoyed reading this phenomenal poem this evening! What a brilliant piece, Great Work!!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/26/2013 3:39:00 AM

Russell, thank you for your visit to my work. I appreciate your encouragement! :) Hope all is well with you!