.
I want a recipe for love
To help me to know
Is it love or is it lust
That makes my heart glow.
Why does my heart beat fast
When you’re near?
Is it an illusion or truth?
Can it be wound up tight
Fit to burst with the strain
And the pain?
I need to decide:
Infatuation or fascination
That makes me fly
When the wind at my back
Lifts me high in the sky?
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©DGA 03 December 2011 06:55
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
03/12/2011 at 8:29 am
Ah Adee…..a good question.
I reckon when your man is your best friend that is the answer.
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03/12/2011 at 8:41 am
I agree, Gran. I must make more friends then… not so easy at our age, lol, to find unattached suitable friends… who are still breathing!
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03/12/2011 at 10:25 am
That is infatuation..love is feeling as one, relaxed and happy, content and secure, but I loved your poem
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03/12/2011 at 1:55 pm
You and Gran know the answer, yay, and you are right! Thanks for liking the poem. Btw, it was written very tongue-in-cheek!
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03/12/2011 at 4:18 pm
Many confuse Love and Lust. The poem made me smile, Denise.
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03/12/2011 at 6:24 pm
Yes, they do, Nancy. Glad it made you smile! 😀
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03/12/2011 at 5:08 pm
Love and wisdom intermingled: a powerful brew! Quaff away!
Quaff: to drink (a beverage) copiously and heartily.
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03/12/2011 at 6:27 pm
Thanks, Ben. I was probably quaffing long before you, but now I’ve learnt to sip in a ladylike fashion, lol!
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03/12/2011 at 6:40 pm
Ladylike: a quality I’m afraid I shall never attain in this lifetime. 😦
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03/12/2011 at 7:29 pm
Well, I must say that’s a relief! 😆
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03/12/2011 at 9:02 pm
I’m very familiar with lust, infatuation and fascination, Denise, but love evades me for some reason. Maybe I’m looking too hard for it (or not at all…).
Yes, a good question! 😀
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03/12/2011 at 9:17 pm
Ditto, Tom! I often wonder if I just passed it by without knowing… 😆
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03/12/2011 at 9:39 pm
could be a kinda scary answer…smiles….i wouldlike to think i could look through infatuation but…
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04/12/2011 at 5:32 am
Not always easy to tell, until it’s too late, Brian. 😕
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03/12/2011 at 9:55 pm
That, to quote a Danish Prince, is the question. And sometimes only time will tell…lovely poem 🙂
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04/12/2011 at 5:34 am
Thank you, Kate! It is indeed the question… 😆
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03/12/2011 at 10:49 pm
I say, no matter – enjoy the moment! 😉
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04/12/2011 at 5:36 am
That’s what I did, Bb. Very enjoyable, but in the end it leaves one with a hollow feeling. 😦
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04/12/2011 at 12:06 am
It’s so long ago, Denise. But I remember waiting about ten years before I found a wonderful partner and wife – except that she found me!
I agree with granny1947 that friendship is the core of it.
John
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04/12/2011 at 5:42 am
Well, it seems to be unanimous, John, and my heart tells me you’re right too! So, the question is settled… hmm, but who’s to say no to a little fun on the way, as long as it’s not taken seriously and no one gets hurt (ooh, no guarantees there, so I don’t think so)… 😦
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04/12/2011 at 1:54 pm
I agree about “not taking seriously” – that is almost impossible, because one or other always gets well bitten!
John
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04/12/2011 at 2:00 pm
You’re so right, John! One thing I have learnt in my life is that you don’t play with people’s feelings. 😦
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05/12/2011 at 3:05 am
‘confusticating’ – bwhahahahahaha 🙂 good one adeeyoyo
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05/12/2011 at 5:50 am
I knew I would get a chance to use that word, Gabe! 😀
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