The Fork

 

Mi amor, mi vida…yo te quiero…

 

I’ve reached a fork and must make a choice…

Do I keep pouring my love at your feet?

Do I take the road thus far untaken? 

 

The eggshells I’m walking on are crushed

Beyond recognition…they are like sand on the path

 

Two nights have passed since I laid myself bare,

No surprises, nothing unsaid before, save one request

 

Your quiet belies your anger? Your disappointment? Your discomfort?

I can’t be sure which…your silence drowns out my thoughts

 

This passion, I know you’ve shared…perhaps at times unwillingly

But I have seen the words…I know what they mean, and what they don’t

 

Did my appeal anger you? Were you disappointed in my words?

Does my love make your neat, orderly world uncomfortable?

 

We’ve shared so much, you are my best friend.

Do I be thankful for what is and close the door on what is not?

 

The roar of your silence is only drowned out by the sound of crushing eggshells

I’m not sure which way to turn, my neat, orderly world is uncomfortable

 

Do I take the road thus far untaken?

Do I keep pouring my love at your feet?

I’ve reached a fork and must make a choice…

 

Yo te quiero…mi vida, mi amor

Author's Note

just say the word and i will take the shortcut, through the woods, that joins the two.... ;-)

Reviews

[Alya Usman]

Keep writing! Awesome job!

[Bridgett]

This piece is definitely one of my absolute favorites. I can relate to this so much. You really are a great writer.

[MagiCrystal]

Mi amor te admiro , te amo.. pero que hermoso poema.. algo hazi como un Oceano de deseos.. awwwwwwwwwwwww... besos.. Magic

[Wondering Mind]

Finely penned questions to the self and the heart and mind of the loved one.