Poem by Santiago Ali
The Untold Chronicle Of Love
the one reading my words at this moment
that hangs tremulous;
a pendant as gossamer in rain
before it is shed from the eyes
of a beholder
know that I am addressing you
the only You ,
entrusted with a message from the Beloved….
A revelation made in the twinkle of
intently fixed eternal
an aura exuding from the heart of a diamond forever….
Know that I called you by your name!
In a renaissance you were crying
And lost in the void
between outstretched hands
of God and of Adam
an untraversed chasm
the gulf between creator and the creation….
Masters leaving behind a battling epic of their last breaths
before it goes out in a total oblivion
lethal is the darting tongue of the flame
so close to an intimacy of
those darling lips
those lost breaths smiling forever
The art of an adoration in the tortured curves of mellifluous lips so precious….
It is essential that you know
the words you are reading this moment of an unending event
I wrote them not
someone else did
made me say the first words of my confession….
Thus reads the eye
finally awakened to see itself
sealed between lips of an unsung smile
there is nothing lovable
but the Love
Beloved now move not
for my lips have fallen upon
they will be burnt to ash if uttered not
the untold chronicle of love….
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