There were only two lovers
that loved long and hard,
like a leaf of two broken halves,
there was no place for third.
One half being machine cold,
It’s gears got rusted old,
the other half was lively stone,
It’s life died in it’s mold.
Thus both being too late to love
are humane in the flesh,
for even love in mortal mold,
learns to lose it’s place.
Painting Courtesy: Ricardo Celma
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