She will love me again

She will love me again short poem

Every time you look strangely,
as if you don’t know me,
a ship sinks in my heart.
I plead it to rise.

‘rise, my ship, rise,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

Every time you go about life
as if I don’t exist,
a wound opens in my heart.
I plead it to heal.

‘heal, my wound, heal,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

Every time you question a flower
that I give you,
a stone turns in my heart.
I plead it to stay still.

‘stay still, my stone, stay still,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

Every time you turn away
from my kiss,
a door closes in my heart.
I plead it to open.

‘open, my door, open,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

Every time you push me away
as I make love to you,
a siren starts in my heart.
I plead it to stop.

‘stop, my siren, stop,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

Every time you turn dead
in my hands,
a child wails in my heart.
I plead it to stay silent.

‘stay silent, my child, stay silent,
she loved you once,
she will love you again’.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book Oblivion

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I owe all of my poetry to the influence of Pablo Neruda. Reading him 10 years ago on the beaches of Goa, gave me the permission to be who I am and write what I feel. My poetry has never been the same after that. All that I write is an offering to Neruda.
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