TIME IS CRUEL, IT KNOWS NOT LOVE OR YOUTH
In rabbit’s fur I find you
Touching it you come to mind
Can’t stop feeling the memory
Of your alabaster pink thighs
In the warmth of your smile the sun runs and hides
you look beautiful tending the fragrant gardenia garden
the one you cultivated with your caring hands
always sang beautiful melodies to them
Horses gallop away at full speed past me
Lions are always looking for prey
My heart roars as the lamb quietly eats
unaware the lion approaches
Your tongue plays with your lips
I crumble like an Oreo cookie in milk
My anxious heart crushed
I lay myself like a tame animal at your feet
Organ grinders! grind that love song
the one we made love to on that sorrowful night
in the winter of her death
that soon after brought loneliness and old age
I cry not for myself
but for the beautiful love we shared
memories we shared are inculcated in my soul
filling the many notebooks I wrote of you
Those passions stirring in me don't want to die
but destroy this old man's mind
I recall endless seasons we frolicked loving for hours
talking about our wonderful future that lay just ahead
Did we know our time together was finite?
No, we did not.
We were too involved with each other to notice
Young people never notice the dissipation of time
My advice to you young lovers
the urgency is now to make each embrace last a lifetime
love and treasure each other
and kiss as if each kiss was the last
Don't look at your good fortune and feel your love is everlasting
it is not,
time is cruel it knows not love nor youth
the devil can pop up anytime
The tomorrows of toil and anguish
loss and sacrifice that are missing now
are surreptitiously hiding in your future
and are nearer than you think.
Copyright © norberto franco cisneros | Year Posted 2018
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