Love is my favourite author. They inspired this. I hope she finds you in your secret place; lays your soul bear; and pierces your heart. I hope your heart bleeds…
Love: unrelenting fighter you are.
I remember those times
when the moon bore witness to our love.
Shining bright—the only light to guide us in the dark night.
It was the only certainty I needed, the knowledge of our truth manifested in the natural
Intended as a sign, a symbol, a reminder of love in times distraught.
When a speck of light brought illumination to a sea of blackness;
When the glow in your eyes could not conceal the past—History.
A man in dusted rubber boots dancing joyfully, treading on our dreams;
Weighting truth with truth.
Ours boxed, graved, sinking deeper and deeper into nothingness,
Light as a feather. _
Oh, what an unbalanced scale, when the reality of it is compared to will.
An equivocation unseen, caused only by seeing.
I remember those times, when the stars sat hiding;
A sky graced only by a moon,
Half drowned by the blackness of night.
How alone it must have felt.
Overcome. Doomed. Destined to nothingness.
I remember when the moon bore witness to our love.
I remember when the moon was our love.
I remember a conflict of truths. A balancing of scales.
A blindness of sorts.
Oh how I wish we could have seen that moon, that light, that sign
A symbol; a reminder of love in times distraught
How I wish we saw a soldier adorned in the blood of her enemies;
An unrelenting fighter
But instead we saw an army of full stops.
We saw the end…
Oh how I wish we saw love
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.” – Pablo Neruda
“It was my destiny to love and say goodbye.” – Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day
**theDustySoul thanks her dear friend Bella Boqo for this poem: a swift but beautiful, painful and enthralling journey through the rollercoaster of being in the clutches, the throes, of love. Who can escape this mixture of the pretty with the ugly, sweet and bitter? Better yet, who would wish to? theDustySoul hopes you will embrace this poem even as you embrace Love.