THE PAIN OF LOVE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE PAIN OF LOVE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the pain of love is like lightening

in a clear and blue sky
intense, powerful, domineering
the heart feels … so torn
so is the pain of love
why love hurts

if it should only tame the soul?
why it exults? ignites?
why it burns? Pull out the skin?
the pain of love
...it feels like an open wound
bleeds... it’s exposed
and there is no bandage to cover it
no medicine  to anesthetize it
chills the soul, a  feeling that  never goes away
its like  a window in a train
when the landscape goes by……by
and never ends...
as if the world  has not an end
in those endless roads
so is the pain of love
life’s madness
a background

 an unrestrained laughter
an uneven cry
the pain of love  is over
when it wakes up the soul
that sleeps quietly
and uproars it
it calls for the presence
the smell, the touch, the hug
wants entangled tongues kisses
intertwined legs 
and after love,
that same pain... love clasp

slowly close your eyes
soothe all your senses
and stay in a state of grace


Mary Fioratti

 

Author's Note

Sometimes I feel that love is so painful. In a good way, but such a strong feeling, and that fear of losing someone that we love.

Reviews

[EdwardBlue]

I want some raw vulnerable examples.... I feel like your fear is enough that your using words that you know rather than feelings and examples that take you there.
What did it feel like when he ran his Fingers into your hair and held your head.
Don't get me wrong.... not sex or sexual stuff. The feeling that really scares you of losing.....

It's all there I can see something strong behind the window...

[Coyote Poetry]

My Grandparent were marry for 70 years. The held hand when they walks together. Watch the news together. Took care of family till last breath. Love and desire of sex is two different things. When the face of your love is needed. The voice to calm down a crazy life is needed. There is love. Young love can be foolish. Allow anger and disappointment to control. A wise person is never negative to their love. Words can create wall of disappointment that can't be took down. Your poem is powerful. Made me think. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Art Sun]

nice work Mary...love is an emotional part of everyone...it hurts when you lose someone and that love breaks...the heart and Soul...love can carry one through anything and so we must hold on to it...love is that interior part of us that WE never lose...