terça-feira, 22 de outubro de 2019

A poet's kind of love

I. MEMOIRS

You know you're a poet to the bone
when years pass without him
and you know him from eyes alone.

II. CONFESSION

You know you're a poet in the flesh
when years keep dying without him
and still you know him
from your words alone.

III. SUB-SENSE

You know you're a poet on your skin
when even in a dream
his kiss and his touch
can stirr you from within.

IV. IMMORTALITY

You know you are a poet for eternity
when from the depths of your ever-lasting abyss
- your oh so longed for hell -
you feel him putting flowers on your grave
nevertheless.

V. SO-CALLED REWARD

You know you are a poet very well
when the petals touch you and burn
and of him they smell,
of wet, overturned soil
beyond casket and mortal coil.

- L.B.S. and l.e.e.

28/09/2019

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