Odds In The Realm Of Love Poem by Ma Aileen Canizares Salibay

I wasn't born blind,
yet I become one
when you hold a hand
certainly not mine.

I wasn't born deaf either,
yet these ears hear
not what a thousand lips whisper
but what in the heart brings cheer.

And though I wasn't born mute,
my mouth speaks no word.
Those words screaming loud in my mind
go silent when you stand behind.

Love makes me dumb
and even weak as a lamb.
When it casts me to the highest wave of delight
Only to drown me to the deepest part.

Love is odd and it definitely is.
If not, why build a garden of promises
Only to sow the seeds of fantasies
And spread the scent of fleeting happiness.

Sometimes I wish this to end
But how could I turn around
If these feet lead me to end
Where you stand?