To be in love

The Sea is a fickle lover
One day sweet as
honey dew
The other bitter
like sin…
that makes you
fall harder
as if hit
by a ton of bricks
made of water glass

It loves you back
with ardor
You have been dissolved…
Both limbs and heart
know no more
liquid love
that once was only

Dawn hovering over the Black Sea until the first rays break into so many winged good news:

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31 comments on “To be in love
  1. aquibview says:

    You described it so well and aptly.

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  2. Liquid love… I like that. If I remember right, some early thinkers believed that souls are connected by a mysterious, ethereal kind of “liquid.” Not physical. But i’d have to look it up. I might be wrong! 🙂

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  3. waleedhassanien says:

    Your feeling is full warmth

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  4. An interesting perspective Iulia

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  5. grumpytyke says:

    The sea is indeed a fickle lover which, if you are not attentive to its moods will destroy you, so well expressed in your poem. I hope you enjoyed your short holiday away from the city; it clearly inspired you. R x

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    • Iulia Halatz says:

      Well, I am the lover of a fickle lover 🙂 I love love the sea. I haven’t seen the Black sea in years. The last time it choked me with love, and salty water 🙂 Anyway it was beautiful to watch its mood swings 🙂
      I am sending you my warmest wishes! Give my best to P. XXX


      • grumpytyke says:

        I love the sea too, but not lying on the beach in the sun. We’re lucky as the coast, spectacular cliffs with hundreds of thousands of sea birds, tiny picturesque fishing villages and, of course the sea in any of its moods, is only about 90 minutes drive from home. We go camping there. I’m looking forward to the sea crossing back to UK on 5 September – about 5 hours on the sea!

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  6. Iulia Halatz says:

    This is wonderful 🙂 to be so close and to go camping by the sea. Camping by the sea was my thing some years back. Now I think I am too old for this.
    The sea, both in eyes and ears, makes things clearer, getting on a boat makes feelings as transparent as water (as I wrote previously inspired by Somerset Maugham)…When the sea is calm. I have experienced once a stormy crossing from the mainland to Corfu. The only transparent feeling was fear 🙂
    I am sending you and P my best! Drive safely! XXX


  7. chevvy8 says:

    Beautiful poem Julia and I love the pictures too.😀

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  8. Sweta Ojha says:

    I loved the heartfelt description. ☺

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Mél@nie says:

    very nice, Ma’am… do you also write in Romanian? 🙂
    * * *
    being in love is THE most special feeling, with that awesome “butterfly effect” when you wake up in the morning… 🙂

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  10. Moin Qureshi says:

    Dear Ms.Halatz,
    I can see that you are blessed with a very unique thinking power.
    Keep it up. God bless!

    Liked by 1 person

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