Memento Amoris

Like a clueless searching bevy

My fingers mess your strands apart.

You ask me if your head weighs heavy.

It’s not as heavy as my heart.

This faint haze of blue Chanel,

Hints of fondness and neglect.

I’m torn between wishing you well

And wishing to not recollect.

Too often did my somber thought

Get suffocated in your jest.

You seek to make discomfort naught

But life is bound to slight unrest.

I never sought to smile unceased.

I know that passion rhymes with bother,

That just a fool seeks hedon’ priest,

For pain is pleasure’s faithful brother.

But when for every smile I sport

A million tears then follow suit

I must admit a fault of sort’.

No heartache should be that acute.

My sentiment got laced with grief,

Torn wide open, burned twofold.

I planted seeds of make-believe,

So all I reaped was myth untold.

Now that I met spikes in your pit,

Reached the point where there’s none under,

I will collect my loyal grit.

It’s marred but did survive the blunder.

Love’s fiery woe ’s a passing fling.

Despite the gloom a smile shines through.

All one can do is heed the sting

And take it as a learning cue.

Thus I’m mending now my pieces,

Gather all the smithereens.

Until all this hurt surceases

And my dulled soul once more gleams.

‘Cause I know of love’s persistence,

For mine is genuine.

It adores with insistence

And makes my heart a heroine.