There is a picture on Magpie Tales this week, of two very famous people sharing a kiss, and it made me think of My Beloved. I decided to write a poem on the subject, just for the Mag - Ada would probably think I was barmy!
People say that it's love makes the world spin around,
Not sure about that, but I've always found
my Ada can certainly set me a-spinning!
With one little kiss she will know she is winning
whenever we find we are scrapping, or fighting,
SHE WINS hands down, with her kiss like forked lightening!
For it shivers my timbers and makes my toes curl -
by golly, she's something, my funny old girl.
On the surface she's grouchy - bit like a Marx brother
but deep down inside she's a soft-hearted lover.
So no matter how often we start with a dogfight
we can kiss and make up, and soon everything's alright!
smiles...sweet love poem...shivers your timbers and makes your toes curl...i hope it always does...
ReplyDeleteAgree with Brian. Very sweet, and catchy too. K.
ReplyDeleteAaw, that is lovely. : )
ReplyDeleteAh, those kisses like forked lightning! Lovely, Cad :-)
ReplyDeleteA love remains...love to hear that...kiss like forked lightening...shivers my timbers...so much passion :)
ReplyDeleteA love poem... lovely...
ReplyDeleteCad's a lucky lad, and Ada is lucky he's a poet.
ReplyDeleteIt's always nice to read about couples like that :D Nice Magpie...
ReplyDeleteCheers...
the best of us are grouchy on the outside and deep down ... oooo something else
ReplyDeleteLovely tribute Cad
And that's the way it should be!!
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Warm and lovely - just as it should be!
ReplyDeletenow... every wife would love a poem like this! perfect.
ReplyDeleteCad, you are a softie!
ReplyDeleteAwwwwww *sigh*
ReplyDelete... making me wish I had someone to write like that for me!
ReplyDeleteLove that! The recipe for a perfect marriage.
ReplyDeleteJamie
And I just LOVE the word: Barmy! :)
ReplyDeleteNice write! :)
Clever, delightful take on the prompt...
ReplyDeleteMy first visit and what a hoot! Ada and Cad, a match made in heaven.
ReplyDeleteLOL, good one!
ReplyDeleteIf Cad blew me kisses a little more often
ReplyDeletehe might find my tough carapace would soften.
And surely a poet whose beloved is "Ada"
would spot straight away that she rhymes with "I l**d her"?
So come, Caddoc Trellis, before we're much older
I need to see how Ada's kiss makes you smoulder.
Oh too sweet Cad ... although I have to agree with Ada.
ReplyDeleteNote to Beloved-
ReplyDeleteI blow you kisses most every day, but Ada, you so often brush them away! A poor bloke can't tell how you'll treat his advances - sometimes fire and brimstone, 'stead of come hither glances. A white flag of truce might come in handy, then I would know when everything's dandy! So tip me the wink when it's safe to get near, and I'll winkle you out of that carapace, dear.
Aw....Cad. You 'ikkle softy and lucky chap! All you need now is a hanky and a stick!
ReplyDeletedo we really need to know what you get up to in the privacy of your own home? Slobbery kisses, yuck!
ReplyDeleteDelightful and sweet -- and the image of curling toes is perfection.
ReplyDeletevery loving words
ReplyDeleteOk! Ok! . . . But Cad . . . tell me this . . . . why can't you put a smile on her face?
ReplyDeleteBlogger won't play ball again - my link to a smiling Ada post wouldn't work! And no wonder - Ada is shy about smiling, so put a sock in it Eddie, and stop asking for the impossible. Her smiles are reserved for her Beloved -.me - and that's how it should be.
ReplyDeleteOnly trying to help!! Gosh you really are a cad, Cad. I wouln't dream of interfering with the perfect marriage! Forget I said anything, ok!
DeleteHeheh - Eddie, your comment still makes me laugh, all these years on...
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