The Kissing Statue Poem by Reshida Coba

The Kissing Statue

I have always put you into and out of my suitcase
hoping not to have to pack you into it again
The marble statue engraving our kiss with so much love
Such a heavy load of my journeys, on the back

Sometimes whenever I move from one airport to another
I thought I could take you out
I could leave you somewhere
hiding from myself
Eh...if the statue could be moved so fast
and replaced... with a living thing
I appeared to be naïve in the end

I wanted to forget the statue
The blue eyes looking at me
Being sure of their closure, I watched the strait of oblivion
Even though I never forgot you

The kiss haunted me from behind my back
I remembered every word of yours...
Canova's Pauline Bonaparte as Venus Victrix portrait sculpture
(Am I right...?)
"You look like her...resemble in shape " you would often say to me'

I began thinking of other kisses
And nights that would have no names
I began forgetting the man's love
With its statue trembling in my heart

And it happened...
I often discovered my cosmos
two steps further was the reason
to forget the love statue
Whenever I went to kiss other lips
I would find you... fenced in them!