Free Verse # 386 (my love for you is a faithful dog)

This life
rich in small moments,
a cup of strong tea,
how the jasmine
under the moon smells,
towards the end of winter
the sun on my face,
a lock of your hair
on your bare back,
poetry…

~

Your name
under my pillow,
a heart beating
all through the night,
each pulse a star
in my dreams quivering
with hope, with light.

~

In your presence
yesteryear’s dry branch
suddenly blooms,
water itself
burns with thirst,
and the flowers
without need for bees
spill pure honey.

~

This place
where I live…
an autumn field
soaked
in the dark rain
of your hair.

~

The moon
shines on and on
as though this night
can last forever,
you and me
a fleeting shadow
passing
into the dawn
of flowers.

~

The one poem we wrote
still shaking
the flowering branch
at the edge of dawn,
its fragrance
covering the earth
with a soft rain
of burning dew,
the insignia
of our breath.

~

My poems…
fireflies eclipsed
in the moon of her face

~

I pretend
to live my life
but in truth
I have been
in a train station
waiting for so long,
gazing into
the passing faces
searching for you.

~

I am a house
haunted
by the candle
of her absence,
all night all day
it burns,
and in my windows
its light aches.

~

My love for you
is a faithful dog
that will not leave me,
all day all night
it barks in my heart,
its racket
sometimes comes out
as poetry…

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