The Sword of Life
A poem for Moa Malan
And She said :
You may come
See my eyes
The loves I carry
The non-loves I left behind
This is where I draw the line
Come closer
And come again
Look into my soul
Do not be deceived
By my tears,
By my smiles,
The true me you will find
As my hand grasps
The Sword of Life
Standing
Not a moment of doubt
I will be beside you
From here until the end of times
©Regis Cabral, Piteå, 05 March 2020
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