You do not like your enemy
Whom you will never love
No matter what is taught
Nor what people will try to say
Please, lets not be hypocrites
And pretend, we love ‘everyone’
All the time, and every single day.
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A Love that lives in tenderness,
Like ship that rides the ocean crest,And then finds port in Tenderness,A Love like this our heart does bless,And your whole life is one Caress.Don’t shut me out and love me too,The tender way that I love you.
Does a poet ever know bliss?
Crying and frantic,Over a never had kiss.
What pleasure
Visits can produce,You always introduceLake-like lingeringTreasure, that opensHearts and soulsIn lonely, silent booths,As poets writeAnd do their best,Hoping to conserveBeauty, Life and Truth.
What can’t Poetry
If you can answer,Please do.Because, I can’tEven if I wantedTo.Love is blindTightly Bound,By such mysteriousFeelingsThat for, the inexplicable,Many timesThe right words,Don’t existOr can’t be ever found.
Strange profession
If you can evenCall it that!For it’s a compulsionFor writing,A magnificent obsession,I suppose,Love must feel like that.
English is not Spanish,
For Spanish is my loverBut English sets me free.