Love Poem by Max Reif
Love
Love made me naked
and burned away dross,
but its exquisite pain
was a fever
that hurt
like crucifixion.
Love's touch upon my surface
made it dissolve and open up,
and showed the pain
still underneath its grassy glades,
where earlier still
there had been only
moonlike craters.
Love made me turn
my dark side up
and expose it to the Light
(and agony in every moment
of my beloved's glance and touch) ,
made me show myself
(first to her alone)
and made me turn my soul
so I became a new,
a golden man,
reaching for her
until I might never
have to reach again,
but on the way
it hurt like Fire
You have so succinctly described what we do when we love...expose ourselves and leave ourselves open to such indescribable pain. But in the long run, if it is the right person, then it is worth the agony. Really good poem, Max.
I like this 'Love'..it has a sensual, daring to receive quality about it! The reception in the giving is a twist on the subject. Nice. L
The pain hidden under grassy glades You have expressed that bland look everyone deals with daily, not realizing what is just under the surface. The ending is like the scratching of chalk on a board, Linda
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 5:19:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
In a way love will always hurt.. Before the rainbow there is always Rain! I liked the poem, it was very heartfelt to all the heartbroken souls! HBH