Two lovers, as if twins, so much alike, crossed unlikely paths
Twins
born near thirteen years apart
on different continents
lived separate lives
for half a century
love
brought them to
a woman's heart
simultaneously
drawn to her by each
uniqueness, quality –
despite a generation past
since sins of one
joined hers
and sins of one joined his –
the passion didn't last.
Thirty years – late –
flame eternal lit
the candle of their
youthful fires burning
their love did not abate.
Distraction
some malfunction
invaded one again
no reason understood
no reason one could
understand
till death do they part
The twin arrived on site
the woman left
in no man's land
bereft
when loved one sinned again
The image, word, and will
were all the same,
one woman swept away
by ideal dream
until, no matter what the lover's name,
the one she couldn't – wouldn't say –
would wait, perhaps IS waiting – still.
The twin looked to his brother's heart
and saw himself as once he was –
the one too blind he could not see –
". . . as it was in the beginning
is now, and ever shall be –
yes,
forever, and ever will be.
Amen"
Poetry by NotaDeadPoet
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Written on 2006-12-12 at 19:58
Tags Love Romance Personal
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The Twins
Twins
born near thirteen years apart
on different continents
lived separate lives
for half a century
love
brought them to
a woman's heart
simultaneously
drawn to her by each
uniqueness, quality –
despite a generation past
since sins of one
joined hers
and sins of one joined his –
the passion didn't last.
Thirty years – late –
flame eternal lit
the candle of their
youthful fires burning
their love did not abate.
Distraction
some malfunction
invaded one again
no reason understood
no reason one could
understand
till death do they part
The twin arrived on site
the woman left
in no man's land
bereft
when loved one sinned again
The image, word, and will
were all the same,
one woman swept away
by ideal dream
until, no matter what the lover's name,
the one she couldn't – wouldn't say –
would wait, perhaps IS waiting – still.
The twin looked to his brother's heart
and saw himself as once he was –
the one too blind he could not see –
". . . as it was in the beginning
is now, and ever shall be –
yes,
forever, and ever will be.
Amen"
Poetry by NotaDeadPoet
Read 1218 times
Written on 2006-12-12 at 19:58
Tags Love Romance Personal
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