Thursday, March 4, 2010

A love poem



ni: Crisanta Cristobal Cruz

never think that love
is between the legs.
it is a trap, my dear
so, i warn you: BEWARE!

never think that love is spontaneous
there is no such thing as love as first sight.
for just like the grass:
it is fresh in the morning but withers at noon.

never think that amor is just amor
a complete submission or domination
nor love is a subjective emotion
never - for love is love for a reason.

don't say that we can't choose
the person that we will love: we can
for we have the will
and the intellect, so that we can tell.

love though a strong force
it can be weaken
by an undisciplined mind and heart
by a vagabond and careless soul.

love is neither merging or submerging
it is a fertile land of spring and growth.
if you feel that love is binding you -
and that is no love at all.

Antipolo City
03 March 2010


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