An Epic Of Love - Poem by victorio pueblo
For the same moment around, again
I can’t help it but forget myself
And know the only sanity I got
Yes, like a rope stretched apart,
My love, my heart is like a man
Walking in a desert craving
For an oasis to quench his thirst.
We do know that for us to live
We need to be apart with
The only consolation we got
Is a line from a song
“Even lovers need a little
But who’s to blame, my love,
It’s a long story to tell;
A mountain to dig and we’re not
Ready to carry them.
Nevertheless, we stand that
These are the causes
Pales of sweat and in-quantified pains
Have been my lover
For every day I am not with you.
And suffering tears and understanding
Are the only solace I got.
But, my love let the gold be tested
By fire; let this rope be stretched
And its steadfastness be known
Until that day that I’ll kiss
Your lips again.
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