If Love Be

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Love is anterior to life
Or is it just the plume
The hummingbird’s regard
In a lonely pilgrimage?

Prayer are my paralyzing footsteps
Of this obscure fogged air
Perhaps there is no enchanted prize
At the end of the weary way

If there are limits to our dream
Then maybe it’s the world
Not our fault, just a symptom
Of the decay of the times

If love is just a supreme moment
In a ruddy effort to survive
Than what new value has the soul?
That finds goodwill, posterior to death.

2 thoughts on “If Love Be

  1. There aren’t limits to our dreams..it is not our fault if we don’t get them sometimes…it is what it is…what I am trying to say is…a beautiful new approach to “love” as a topoc of poetry in there.

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