Beautiful Scars Poem by RIC BASTASA

Lovers lie

the earlier you know this

the sweeter the pain

love leaves us unprepared

but despite all these

one only needs to recall the kiss, the hug, the chase, the laughter

the stairs, and bed, or the cup and saucer,

the spoon in my mouth, the fork in your fingers

love does it all and we are not alone,

we did not lose a single moment

we have loved and lost

and the earlier we know this

the better the pain

clean cut wounds

that carve in the their skins

beautiful scars.