RIC S. BASTASA
The Forbidden Fruit Of The Tree In Paradise.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
i think I've known love when i first met you.
it happened when my spirit went away from me just to kiss you,
while my body in full civilized and shy restraint kept its static
appearance like a bowl without its content of water.
it was then that I've known for certain that love does not always
take the wings of freedom, that it hides what it feels, that it surrenders upon its chains, sleeps alone in its cage
and weeps like no one ever did.
o, i am talking about you.
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