Listen "Love Actually (more & mess)"
Episode Synopsis
Love they say
Is the mess you invite,
The mess you make
And the mess you leave behind.)
It's a flash, it's a paint,
It's basil in the soup.
It's a kite which finds the sky
Because its cut loose.
It's a shore being tugged by the sea,
It's the moon staying on in the morn,
It's the sunshade in a roadside cafe,
It's the chef's apron he can't take off.
It's the brownie you crave,
It's a drink you like strong,
It's a glass too many in a pub,
It's a staid party and you want to pole-dance.
It's the chilly flake on your pizza,
It's a fondue too hot,
It's the tandoor crispening your roti,
It's the buttered part of the toast.
It's the street which you love,
It's the bend in the lane,
It's the view which you search
When the highway is long.
It's the blood you give in a camp
Though you don't know its journey's end.
It's the ticket which you get
When you park too long.
It's the sock which you wear,
It's the inner to keep you warm,
It's the tattered shirt on the hanger,
The torn jeans you don't mind.
It's as warm as worn-out slippers,
A curtain which can't be still,
It's a dream which won't let go,
It's when you're awake though long-gone.
It's your song sung in a foreign tongue,
It's a glimpse you get in a throng,
It's the thong you see on a mannequin,
It's when you are hungry in a rich repast.
It's the sigh of a dream unfinished,
It's breathlessness after you run a mile,
It's a vein blocked in your body,
It's your heart going still, at first light.
When was love ever tea sipped alone?
When was it ever just dawn's first shine?
It's the hale which cracks the wind-shield,
It's when its clear and you're snow-bound.
It's your semen in a condom,
It's a baby you might not want.
But when you hold it uncertainly
It's, finally, the world you find in your arms.
If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the gorgeous mystery of love -
Punctuation for Lovers
Coming to Your Side of the Bed
Changing Your Address (on marrying & moving homes)
Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.
Get in touch with me on [email protected]
The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -
Rising Sun by Sascha Ende
Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/rising-sun
Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
Is the mess you invite,
The mess you make
And the mess you leave behind.)
It's a flash, it's a paint,
It's basil in the soup.
It's a kite which finds the sky
Because its cut loose.
It's a shore being tugged by the sea,
It's the moon staying on in the morn,
It's the sunshade in a roadside cafe,
It's the chef's apron he can't take off.
It's the brownie you crave,
It's a drink you like strong,
It's a glass too many in a pub,
It's a staid party and you want to pole-dance.
It's the chilly flake on your pizza,
It's a fondue too hot,
It's the tandoor crispening your roti,
It's the buttered part of the toast.
It's the street which you love,
It's the bend in the lane,
It's the view which you search
When the highway is long.
It's the blood you give in a camp
Though you don't know its journey's end.
It's the ticket which you get
When you park too long.
It's the sock which you wear,
It's the inner to keep you warm,
It's the tattered shirt on the hanger,
The torn jeans you don't mind.
It's as warm as worn-out slippers,
A curtain which can't be still,
It's a dream which won't let go,
It's when you're awake though long-gone.
It's your song sung in a foreign tongue,
It's a glimpse you get in a throng,
It's the thong you see on a mannequin,
It's when you are hungry in a rich repast.
It's the sigh of a dream unfinished,
It's breathlessness after you run a mile,
It's a vein blocked in your body,
It's your heart going still, at first light.
When was love ever tea sipped alone?
When was it ever just dawn's first shine?
It's the hale which cracks the wind-shield,
It's when its clear and you're snow-bound.
It's your semen in a condom,
It's a baby you might not want.
But when you hold it uncertainly
It's, finally, the world you find in your arms.
If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the gorgeous mystery of love -
Punctuation for Lovers
Coming to Your Side of the Bed
Changing Your Address (on marrying & moving homes)
Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.
Get in touch with me on [email protected]
The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -
Rising Sun by Sascha Ende
Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/rising-sun
Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
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