The Bull Fight, published in ‘Love Is’ Jul01

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The Bull Fight, published in ‘Love Is’

The Bull Fight

 

My love in velvet, seductive from across the ring.

Prancing, dancing – I’ll put on a show.

If that’s what you want.

Tauromachy, unknowing, rings of romantic fate.

Tauromachy, so cruel, fatal fate.

Always and forever promises and yet –

An empty bed and a macabre lancing.

 

Novillero so young, charming from first love at sight.

Racing, chasing – I’ll never catch you.

If that’s what you want.

Valiant, irresistible, happily ever after.

Vanguard, so cruel, no after.

Jewelry fastened keeping hearts strung –

Notes in boxes and the audience bracing.

 

This circus deafens, silencing from torero to bull.

Dreaming, screaming – I’ll be a clown.

If that’s what you want.

Trusting, naivety treats me like an animal.

Teasing, so cruel, you animal!

Loving steadfast for eight years and then –

Betraying arrows and endless tears streaming.

 

The Matador persists, sleighing from body and soul.

Aching, breaking – I’ll crumble now.

If that’s what you want.

Unnoticed, violence’s mask a red flag.

Unloved, so cruel, a white flag.

Farewell passes absent a lass kiss –

A slamming door and stone walls shaking.

 

My pain swallows, entertaining from blood to sand.

Losing, confusing – I’ll die for you.

If that’s what you want.

Begging, mistaken and not him, a sham.

Lying, so cruel, all a sham.

Only nothings left of Juliet and so –

Shattered tomorrows and savage bruising.

 

My love in velvet, bowing from across the loss.

Grieving, leaving – I’ll disappear for you.

If that’s what you want.

Sacrificing, fading, beautiful love dead.

Mourning, so cruel, love dead.

Always and forever promises and yet –

A broken heart and a tragic lancing.

Love Is

Love Is, Book of Poetry