By: Gus Victoria
Love is a poison
That love cures
Tearing as it heals.
Time aids.
The impatient heart yields
To what cannot be
And what has once been,
Memories twist and spin
To confound and confuse
But as a diamond cuts another
So love frees, severing
The bonds of a lover,
We are not lost in the delirium chosen
For we wander as we go
The journey the destination
Lost in the mind’s translation
Of the heart’s direction.
