The Pasion Of Love Poem by Ismael Rodriguez

Freedoms release,
Is trapped in the past.
Pandora is truly,
The gift of all.

A box of ills,
Curiosity opened.
Hope is all that's left inside.

The Olympians rejoice,
The courage of love.
It took so many incarnations,
But did I finally get it right.

So many loves that I have lost.
I'm no longer sure,
If my heart will ever heal again.

Aphrodite whispers in my ear.
Love is the start,
That goes to the end.
Passion and lust a gift to all.

The feeling the Goddess gave to me.
They feel trapped inside,
Like fossils in amber until, time stands still.

The Graces and Muses,
They sing to me.
Queens of Song, the joy inside.
Takes me up into the sky.

I am the cloud and the cloud is I.
The love that I feel,
Awakens my heart.

My life sweet love,
From birth to death.
And all between.
Look
At
The
Box
With hope inside.