The Multiple Facets of Love
Love is a dream that begins
Love is a chimera that begins
It’s a ballerina who dances
It’s a poet who thinks
It's a bird that sings
It's the freshness of mints
It's the lie of the ancestors
It's the gossip thing
That's all we see
That's all we hear
It's the old man who lies bitterly
It's the shadow we stumble upon
It's the pretty or the ugly woman
It’s the existence of the soul
It's our sad imagination
It's our painful inspiration
It's the farewell of lovers
It’s the escape of a charming being
It's the death of emotions
It's the end of the passions
Love is a dream that never ends
Love is a nightmare that never ends
We don't know what else to say
While crossing or crisscrossing the ages
And by stepping or jumping over the clouds.
P.S. Translation of ‘Les Multiples Facettes De L’Amour’
by Hébert Logerie.
Copyright © June 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
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