Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-9: Distant
Love is a distance
Bewteen the heart and the mind
Even travelling fast
The lover never arrives
Love is a road
Of flowers, of tears, of stones
Covered with steps of pain,
Broken bones
Love is a time
Breaking lives apart
No departure point
Impossible suffering road
Holds the lover
A prisioner within
The distance in between
The heart and the mind.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
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