Smooth Affection Poem by Luis Alberto Riveros

And If I care for you enough
moving fluent and gentle
could that be the key
to the door of your temple?

And If I caress your present
and dispel your past
completely, with the same hands
would you open your puzzling heart?

The clock of destiny
ticks relentless in between
expect the timeless intermit
just for only fifteen

Words come to my mind
as thunderbolts from the sky
while hearing the trumpets of angels
reminding me of the closeness of time

My search for perfection
is a woven quilt
made by afflictive stitches
crossing the core
of some else's guilt

The circle of my imagination
does not fit the squares of your mind
perhaps we could leave that behind
and bring affection and hope
just to make it alright.