Elena Toledo

Rookie - 0 Points (12/19/1960 / Cuba Havana)

Against All Odds - Poem by Elena Toledo

I'll tattoo in ink your
tender touch to my breast,
or maybe
on my way home,

I'll carve your name in my
favorite maple tree,
for I do not know really
how to keep you
close to my door.

And when my heart beats
violently a thousand times
for you.

I'll remind it,
you are in an ample
nation far from my reach.

A chapel’s bell will send
the message through to you.
so far, invisible
but yet vivid in sight.

I'll send there things that fly,
love birds, the hours count,
and with these
an elegy of mine.

And you will then know
that being apart
is nothing but a nation
or many nations
between our souls.

No nation, no ocean,
no truth will keep us apart.
In separate paths
we shall be one.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2009

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