The Lovers Concerto Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Lover's Concerto

it matters what'sinside this house,
the fragile strongholds,

these fracturedwalls
of human emotions
these witchhaunts of suddencomposure,

the very reason why this glow,
is never contented with the owners,

It has to be this other war,
the other mistakes
enlightening the present alliance,

The forgotten indiscretions,
driven by selfish jealousy,

Everything's flying like those badminton balls,
The smacking back and forth,

Before the expended breaths,
losen its steam,
and presently she is saying I'am sorry,
with her projectiles,
and he ishugging her with self worth of
tears in his heart,

the usual number of episodes,
the usual numbered recrimination,

before the house and the decorations,
are aligned to its peaceful foundation,

and the nights retirements brings
closer to the hymenal sleep,

how these compromises
must be willingly accepted,

This small entitlement
given with allit's humor,

And the summation of errors,

The memory of the good ones,
and the harm that was undone,

And after the misencounters,
retrieve their friendships
back into the house.