The Islands Of Love Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Islands Of Love

Greeting these young lovers,
Gazing at theirbright tomorows
You feel enchanted,

Enormous absorption,
Pincer liked observations,

Alter wise,
another classical winds
confronts us,

young becomes old,
The older wished
they were young forever,

Sad tales for an old man,
For granted,
Smooth jazz for the
contemporary,

We relived,
outlived,
No words corresponds,
to our feelings,

We all lived in these
limited islands of love,

We're mouths of hope,
We're thighs of creations,
Outdating every carbón winds,
that separates us,