Love’s Promise
I used to stumble, weakly as a child,
Who cannot see, touch, smell, taste
or feel,
A wandering entity whom love defiled,
And made to falsely genuflect and
kneel.
So very many nights through tears
I've slept,
Drowning in the indifference of this
earth,
So very many years my heart I kept,
Eager to light the fires of home and
hearth.
But then one soft, cool night not
long ago,
Your love you tenderly presented me,
And in my veins new life began to
flow,
As we were joined for all eternity.
When we outgrow our cells of flesh
and bone,
I pray our love will freely fly back
home.
From Of Pain and Ecstasy: Collected Poems (C) 2011 Victor D. Lopez
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