Ph: Bible: Love: Enjoyable Poem by Brian Johnston
Ph: Bible: Love: Enjoyable
'You are so enjoyable! '
'I enjoy the hell out of you! '
Is it possible to give another greater praise?
What on earth would it be?
'I love you' is so fraught with expectations...
Not wanting to be a heartless cad, an idiot,
Or a soulless exploiter of women
I hesitate to say 'I love you too sweetheart! '
Like a common vampire bat
Hungry for the taste of warm blood.
Maybe 'I need you so much Baby! '
Is what you long to hear?
Does it really build you up to hear another say
They are incomplete without you in their lives,
That they can never own what you possess,
That they have a hunger only you can sate,
That you are everything they are not?
How does her groveling make you a better man,
Or reassure you that she's the perfect match?
Are you really that insecure?
How about 'Your smile gives me Goosebumps? '
Did you ever try that line on a woman and mean it?
It's not that I don't miss a woman's exposed neck,
Rare is the soul indeed that escapes famine's pains
But what I really hunger for
Is My Woman's blood...
The kind of blood that is not available
From a mobile Red Cross Blood Bank.
And how is it that another's life force,
Their totally unique blood can belong to me (or you) ?
A possible answer, one that rings true for me,
Is the one that Christ modeled for us...
Certainly it must be a gift...
But Christ's transcendent gift
Was not seductive, not meant for me alone,
He gave freely of himself for all...
Rich or poor, blessed or unblessed, saint or sinner,
Most would consider me mad if I, like Jesus,
Claimed the power to reconcile anyone to the Creator
And they would be right. So was Christ insane?
Christ's marriage vows contained no words
Only action... Action intended to lift us up...
Not to restrain us in chains of guilt or responsibility
But to remind us all that 'God so loved the world...'
You and I, We are God's beloved! Unwashed and unsaved!
So you wonder how it is that you can ever know
That a woman is your woman?
The answer is not the quality or volume of her blood!
The answer is not in ceremony or contractual agreement!
The answer is Grace, the perfect gift, God's Grace.
Written Dec.4,2013
As a big 'Buffy, The Vampire Slayer' fan, I considered calling this poem 'Angel's Song.' Hey, Vampires need to be loved too (if they exist!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 5:55:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brian, To me, you, me and all others are Soul. I believe strongly in God (to me, the IT IS) , Soul (Each Soul being a particle of God's consciousness) and spirit, another aspect of God's beingness....the aspect which gives rise to the matter, energy, and space-time continuum. I understand what you've said in this poem, but I can't hold it in the same measure of reverence as say a Christian. I believe that the path of Christianity serves a valid role in the Allness of All. As do the truths as perceived by other religious paths. I believe in the eternalness of Soul and therefore embrace the concept of karma and reincarnation. To truly understand the Human condition it is my belief Soul needs to gain insights both from the masculine and feminine perspectives; hence incarnates sometimes as male sometimes as female. And never forget gender is determined solely by the X&Y chromosones. I don't think we ever own each other, au contraire....you'll see this in one of the poems I've not yet posted....The Lonesome Road which I'll be posting sometime down the road. There's no sense commenting on the technical aspect of the poem...you have the gift, and it shows! Cheers!