FEAR OF YOUR REENCOUNTER IN A SONNET

It was a day of bitter farewell
that made my love from you fly break
and for my soul to turn away mistreated,
in your oblivion forgetting being loved.

Oh wound of love, now I fear that the scar
done by your eyes is due to open again
closed for some time, deemed anew to bleed,
in this reencounter to be utterly threatened.

I feel fearful and foresee will not obtain
the medicine so needed from your mouth,
nor will you satisfy in torture thirst;

at the foot of the source put to agonize again
while hearing your laughter in the stream
of a love that endures -I see- today.

© albertotrocóniz / 12

Text from: "POEMS OF LAY LOVE"

Image from: “TARO PAINTS”

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TEMOR A TU REENCUENTRO EN UN SONETO