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Poem: Falling in love is like owning a dog





I'm always discovering poems on obscure blogs. I like this one, thought I'd share it here. Enjoy!

We can have all the relationship essentials like chemistry and compatibility, the Match.com analysis, so that on paper it looks like we have the "perfect pedigree"; but in reality, sometimes the best "dog" is the scruffy mutt that simply follows us home one day. The mutt that, despite reason and logic, grabs our hearts and our minds in the simplest as well as the most profound ways. The mutt that makes us laugh as well as cry; the mutt that makes us pull our hair out as well as calm at merely the sight of. The mutt that brings with it, the X-factor -- something that sets it apart from all others, something that shakes up our lives, rocks us to our core, and yet gently draws us out of our comfort zones, and brings healing and cohesion at the same time. And when we realize that nothing or nobody else in the world causes our tails to wag with such happiness and joy, then we know we've found a keeper.


Falling in love is like owning a dog
by Taylor Mali

First of all, it's a big responsibility,
especially in a city like New York.
So think long and hard before deciding on love.
On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security:
when you're walking down the street late at night
and you have a leash on love
ain't no one going to mess with you.
Because crooks and muggers think love is unpredictable.
Who knows what love could do in its own defense?

On cold winter nights, love is warm.
It lies between you and lives and breathes
and makes funny noises.
Love wakes you up all hours of the night with its needs.
It needs to be fed so it will grow and stay healthy.

Love doesn't like being left alone for long.
But come home and love is always happy to see you.
It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life,
but you can never be mad at love for long.

Is love good all the time? No! No!
Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.

Love makes messes.
Love leaves you little surprises here and there.
Love needs lots of cleaning up after.
Sometimes you just want to get love fixed.
Sometimes you want to roll up a piece of newspaper
and swat love on the nose,
not so much to cause pain,
just to let love know Don't you ever do that again!

Sometimes love just wants to go for a nice long walk.
Because love loves exercise.
It runs you around the block and leaves you panting.
It pulls you in several different directions at once,
or winds around and around you
until you're all wound up and can't move.

But love makes you meet people wherever you go.
People who have nothing in common but love
stop and talk to each other on the street.

Throw things away and love will bring them back,
again, and again, and again.
But most of all, love needs love, lots of it.
And in return, love loves you and never stops.

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