faded (kuwaderno 4, slu)

Perhaps…
Love beckons you to become blind
when love itself is fading
and you realize that eternity
ended with yesterday’s rain.

Perhaps…
You are too beautiful
for any man to look through your eyes
and see that your tired soul
is waiting to be understood.

Perhaps…
Learning to let go
leads you to find love
that will no longer fade
nor end with tomorrow’s rain.