THE NECTAR OF LOVE

THE NECTAR OF LOVE

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

To become blinded by an emotional embrace

the bones of our skeletons rattle

creating an unfulfilled hunger that is undignified

as weakness encapsulates our heart.

Falling to the ground in our effort to stand, we

are stilled by its magnificence

and the whites of the eyes hide the gilded iris.

Love will create an unfettered hunger

never filled by the need of our wants and desires.

Word magic, or soothsaying vibrations

cannot cure that which love prevails on its victims.

We become a happy victim

for we cannot control the abyss in our hearts

and the outrageous ties

making us the guided lambs of its herding.

To become blinded by the cool ice of love

neither Sun or heat ray

could dissolve the eternal embers of a true love.

We gape as we walk onward

acknowledging the wonderment of these senses

trying to fit and unfitting shoe

as the life and dreams of our destiny predict.

Love makes children of the most mature minds

and cuts us to pieces.

We can look in the mirror and count the days

of our totaled happiness, and be sure

that when one subtracts the love, nothing stands

as we crawl to God’s feet for mercy.

The balance of love

is to teach us all of our inadequacies, and further

our experience to the next level.

‘Real love’ is the last step in its food chain

where the Spirit finally rest

stopping the need to search for complacency

in a non-fulfilled love.

As we all walk around blinded

our scar face Souls permeates the ground beneath us

consuming the nectar of love …