Title: A Word On Love Writer: Per Mortensen

As much as I think I know about love, I am still just a man with a few glimpses of it’s majesty, Those I’ve hurt and the ones I longed to love.... So many,

To you, Faces in the crowd, But to me the faces you see are my angels, Sent from god to show me happiness and bliss, I’ve felt love three times in my life, I’ve felt the passion of the night air and lost my self in the eyes of my angels, And the wrath that left my soul in ruins, But as I look back on them I have no reservations, Because I still have the memories of the passion we shared,

Time and again I’ve fallen prey to the illusion that lust can over power love, I see a beautiful woman, I make it my mission to get to know her, To find out what makes her real, Her fears and passions, dreams and hopes, But more often that backfires on me and I get stuck in the rut of becoming too close, I think that it scares them away, Is it so scary to know that someone really cares if your feeling upset? I search my mind for the answer and all I get is no, Why would a person be afraid of the one thing we all seek? Companionship is one of the basic needs in life, Without it their would be no laughter, no friends, no love,

All to often I forget the simple Sutleties that make love worth having, Sex is often overrated, I could be happy just being with someone, Intimacy is so much more than the act of intercourse, Fools often get this mixed up, I feel that it’s more intimate when I’m holding someone in my arms, Anyone can fuck, But to be with someone and knowing that the act of just holding them is more romantic than sex, Is what I live for, This is what will make us love again.

Per Mortensen 10-3-98

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