Sunday, December 25, 2016

But Is It


is this the love poem 
you wrote for me only
only me
your love 
of all ages
of all verse
adoring
me

is this the poem that worships 
my lips breasts tongue curves
my eyes that light the fires 
of eternal passion imprisons all
that would look upon me 

is this the poem that all will read
to end of time when love ends 
and the earth retreats  
to dust

from me all poems 
are the fate of love 
but is it you
or the you
in me
is for
you
to 
be


jppestana december 25 2016

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