The Latest Word From You Poem by RIC BASTASA

oh yes, i agree,
when one gets too much love
when one gives more than too much of that love,
one gets crazy
one gets to do all the crazy things
splitting hairs
spreading legs
open arms
narrow mind
blind eyes
traveling fingers
wet lips
silent teeth
trembling heart
ballet of emotions
unbalanced arms
body no longer in
symphony with
the soul

a trip
you trip and fall and
then what?

tears and tears
and sobs and gritting tooth
after so much glory
comes the death
and then wait
comes along what we need most
the redemption
of what died
the moving on
of what wants to cease and stop
and annihilate

buds and flowers again
silent summer
soothing breeze
whispering winds
to love again
without looking at the eyes of regrets