A Lesson
Teach me with a kiss how to say
the same words, that yesterday
You heard while we rested again
after the rain have ended our play.
So simple words, you said before
with a vow to preserve the lore,
from the sharp scythe that time
often wields with subtle gore.
I will be ready for the final test
and show to you that I can rest
the same words upon your lips,
grading me A without protest.
This class may not be so formal
but the subject? To love is normal.
Copyright © João Camilo | Year Posted 2014
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