Poem: The Cycle of Love

 

Love is a cycle
We miss its beginnings and it
Ends when the cycle breaks and we
Run like hamsters on the
Wheel. The world spins and
gathers pace indeterminate until
We
Recognize
Love.
Love you, we say but
When did it all happen, nobody
Knows. It happened while we were
Sleeping, or perhaps when we were
Joking, laughing at ourselves for
Thinking we may be in love
Then
We
Recognize
But, is it
Too
Late.
Cycles do not break, or they become
Lines, and lines can stretch to
Eternity, like marriage!
Let us never get married, or let it be
While we sleep. Let it be
While we moan, making love in the afternoon
Skipping work for the day, like skipping school
In love, we never grow up but
Love grows
Kiss
Touch
Laugh
Cycles do not break
We
Recognize
Fact, that fact about cycles and about
Love.
So
Shall we skip school today?

November 22, 2015

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About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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