i have loved
when i was so young
and i thought that it was true
my heart was broken and time
heals
the pieces become one again
there is no sign of
a previous crack
i have learned when to love
there is the right person and the right time
for me
love is not just love alone
so different when we were so young
and dumb
love becomes a choice
it does not just come
we intend it
there is this responsibility
to commit
even in extreme bitterness
there is still
this companionship
when libido
fades like the night and the sun
even in the rain
cold nights
we, in love, sleeps together
in bed
warm and committed
till death
till the next life, on and on, like undissolved
time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem