Definition Poem by Darlan M Cunha

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Love usually denies the next, just step
when the sun seemed to fixate on his arms and feet
of the parts or one of them - yours - he is dubious
is to want to get on the serious list, but
then he wants to go to the steppes, to the Somali dunes
or just stay on the platform, with no news of the civilized lands.

Love plants and harvests more storms
than bonanza, unreliable at all, beats heads
on the walls, gnaws teeth and nails
in an insatiable nervous tic, and you had already bought
almost the entire bed, table and bath triangle.
Ice on the rocks if you pay. Open that door, come down the stairs
and takes the doormat -.that love is running to Nothing.