Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

She Loves Me, I Know

"SHE LOVES ME. I KNOW."



there’s an old Asian legend 
that says: your present face 
is that of the one you love 
the most. 

it’s probably a myth 
but all myths have a drop of 
truth that isn’t subjective.
 
as I stand in front of this 
broken reflection of what I 
chose to murder, as I wander 
inside these walls on the 
Terrace, as I stare at blue 
walls that cry, I greet 
melancholia. 

it is an old friend that leaves 
and returns more and more. 
it’s devotion is unlike any 
other.
 
no woman could match it.
 
I’ve grieved her under the sun, 
as the city lights blur and 
stare at me with their eyes 
and from the darkest corner 
of the night. 

the gods listen 
and take note. 

if the face legend is true, the 
one I love is the saddest version 
of death, in a double shot.


By: Chicano Eddie

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Lyric Man July 13, 2018 at 4:24 PM Knowing your loved, really loved by woman, is the most wonderful feeling in the world!

Harry Horsman July 13, 2018 at 3:31 PM I sense a poem of regret Chicano, your poetry, says so much of the human race, i really enjoyed this.